It was over. That limp-dicked bastard Sazael was defeated. All thanks to the combined efforts of yours truly, my lovely future wife Hera, and The legendary Slayer.
Oh and Yamilo and Kantan. They helped too.
Bertraim was fine, we rescue him from his cage and while he still freaks me out, the sight of Bertraim crawling all over my little angel as Hera was overcome with relief warmed my heart.
We bid farewell to the Slayer. He didn't say anything, he just pointed at the sky and walked away. I don't know why he did that but maybe that was his way of saying goodbye. I look down at Hera who was petting Bertraim, she look up at me with a big grin. That grin that always seem to make me feel i was on the verge of a heart attack.
"Hey do...you want to come to my place to celebrate?" I asked her suddenly, the words came rushing through my mouth before i could even think about it.
"Of course!" Hera said as she stood up and dusted herself off. I could have been imagining it but she had a look in her eyes, the same look i probably have whenever i find myself indulging in my fantasies of her. We ordered some food and went down to the local market to grab some drinks. For me, a six-pack of beer, for Hera?
Cranberry Juice.
I love her so much it hurts.
We ate our food, Hera fed Bertraim plenty of flies.
"You must be starving." She cooed affectionately to her friend making me smile.
There was that feeling again. The feeling of contentment and dreaming about a future where we are together from back when i was a young Succubus. Well only slightly younger succubus.
Hey past me?
We did it.
We got out of that horrible situation.
We achieved our dreams.
And now we finally found someone who loves us for us.
So don't cry.
Continue to rise each day.
And never stop moving forward.
"Are you alright Furiosa?" Hera asked me, she look a little concerned and i realized how i must look to her. Wistfulness doesn't look right on me.
I chuckled.
"Yeah, now that i know both you and Bertraim are safe." I told her softly.
Hera nodded. Don't know what happen to that angel bastard and quite frankly i didn't care. If he working for the Boss then a bigger punishment is coming his way far worst than what me or-
Well i wouldn't put it past my angel to come up with something truly brutal that make The Boss consider hiring her.
Those same soft eyes that look at me was the same that was lifeless and devoid of any mercy when they stared at Sazael. He probably piss his pants if Hera was to continue her attack that night. Shit now that everything ended well enough i could fully admit this to myself without feeling inappropriate.
Right, since when the hell did i care about feeling inappropriate?
I was fully turned on by watching Hera beat the shit out of that asshole.
Fuck...if she glared at me like that...
I coughed. Hera offered some of her cranberry juice but i declined.
It was starting to get late. And before you know it started to rain hard. Didn't hear of any thunderstorms happening today. Maybe the God Of Thunder and Fire was happy? Or was he sad? Angry? I forgot how that worked.
"Look like fate really want us to stay together." I told her with a smile as i rub my hand down her arm softly. I heard her breath hitched. She look to me and ask me directly.
"Furiosa, may i-may i make love to you?" She blurted, her face red and her eyes watering.
I'm going to destroy her.
Lovingly of course.
"Of course." I said gently as i scooped her into my arms, Bertraim had already made a big web in the corner to sleep in for the night.
Our souls become one this faithful night. Her soft lips upon my own. The feel of her smooth skin against my ever roaming finger-tips. Her low moans making me want to torture her even further. This is your punishment, this is what happens when you make my cynical ass fall in love. This is for dragging me out of the pit of despair. This is your reward. I attacked her neck, softly of course. I didn't want to hurt her, she let out a low whimper. I stop and look at her, she look at me almost expectantly. She smiled.
"I-it okay Furiosa, p-please continue." She sounded almost embarrassed, it was so adorable.
I continue my venture. Lightly nipping and teasing the skin with my tongue. Her hand softly grabbed the back of my head. Reminding me of the times we shared a bed and she wouldn't let me go, nor did i want to let go of her.
It was then Hera told me to stop.
"Hold on. Just let me-" She stopped herself and got off.
She stood with her back toward me.
Hera began to remove her skirt as i sat back on the bed, awaiting my desert.
That juicy ass of hers. Always teasing me with it. Even if she didn't know it.
I gave her a playful slap and watch as those cheeks jiggled. She yelped and look at me with a pout. I chuckled and beckon her to come closer.
Hera approached me and slowly got on my lap before-
Ah! Shit! Wha-
She was sucking on my neck?! Hera-i damn, fuc-
She kept moving downwards and i felt my fingers entangled in her silky hair. Her hands holding onto my shoulders for support. She licked my lips for access. I opened them without a second thought. Her tongue was so warm and it was just exploring my mouth with so much passion. I wrapped my arms around her tightly as she broke the kiss with a more confident grin.
"Are you alright?" She asked, almost sounded she was teasing me with that amused tone. I realize that i was breathing hard.
"Yeah..." I was not alright.
"That's good because-" Hera place hand her under my shirt and gave me a soft squeeze.
My heart...
She begin to play with my chest, i lifted my shirt so she can get better access.
She licking, lightly biting, Gods damn. Oh Gods. Hera, where the hell did you learn this?
I wrapped my arms around her and place her gently on the bed as i took my shirt off.
"Hera...you have no idea how long i waited for this moment." Furiosa told Hera who nodded and blushed. Adorable.
"Then show me. So i can show you as well." Hera stated with a serene smile as she pulled me in by surprise.
We went at it like wild animals. Hera left so many marks on my skin and i would wear them with pride in the days to come.
I finally got to see what her face look like at the height of nirvana. It was better than i was imagined, her eyes rolled into the back of head before collapsing into me. A relieved smile on her face.
Fuck...i feel so...pure.
I love you Hera.
Thank you for coming into my life.
I didn't have to say these things.
My actions were proof enough.
I came down from pure bliss, her body against my own, the reality seeping in. I felt her skin against me and it felt cool.
I look at at her.
.
.
.
Her eyes are greyed.
No.
No.
Nnonononononononononononnononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononono-
"Hera?" i found myself saying. Why am i looking at myself? I saw myself checking for her pulse and my eyes dilating in fear.
Oh Gods...
Please tell me this isn't happening. I felt a rush of ecstasy washed over me, my wings unleashed themselves. A cruel mockery of my own deep seated insecurities. Without even realizing i held her in my arms, i kissed her forehead like that was going to bring her back to me.
"How fitting. Once again you have destroy something precious due to your own nature." A motherly voice crawled it way into my ears. I don't even try to block it out.
I wanted to scream. cry. kill myself. but i know i didn't deserve such privileges.
At the end of the day i was nothing more than a monster. How foolish for me to dream otherwise.
Please forgive me Hera.
i want to die.
i want to be by you again in the underworld.
But i know you wouldn't want that. You would want me to live a full life. This is my punishment.
"Furiosa, wake up, it's alright. I'm here for you and i will always be here for you." Her voice, that same voice been pushing me to do better all this time lifted me up into a bright light and-
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Furiosa's eyes snapped open, the tears that swam down her face mirrored Hera's own. Her guardian angel smiled at her in relief. The sounds of gunfire, sword clashing, and taunts filled the air around them. The Succubus immediately jumped up, her feet landing unsteadily on the ground as she try to make sense of the current situation. Her once blurry eyesight coming into focus as she saw The Slayer dodged and weave the fierce jabs of the Orc with enchanted brass knuckles.
He got lucky and slammed his brass knuckles into the stomach of the Slayer, a geyser of flame shot out, engulfing the Slayer and illuminating the whole warehouse, Everybody was taken aback by this, The Orc smiled in delight and a bit of surprise.
"So much for the legend-" He started but the words died on his lips, the sight left everyone in that factory breathless. The Slayer stood there, engulfed in flames and still moving toward the Orc.
Now this brawling mercenary was used to scary sights, but this...
The Mercenary was finally reminded what fear felt like.
The Orc winds back a punch only to get headbutted by the armored warrior, his face caving in entirely as he screamed in pain and swung wildly, his left eyeball now dangling out of it socket. The Minotaur tried to fire it weapon but the Slayer was quicker as he grabbed the weird rifle from the Minotaur and jammed it into his eye and fired the weapon. The Minotaur screams was cut short as his body contorted and stretched before glitching in on itself and being erased from reality.
"So that what it does." The Slayer says as the gun let out a low mechanical whine indicating it was out of ammo. Of course it was.
"Can't have it too easy." Slayer said to himself in amusement.
Not too far from this gorey spectacle, The gun-slinging elven woman with short red hair fired her pistols at Katan who block the bullets with his sword.
"By the luminous locks of Percivillas, we got a true samurai!" The female elf says as she kept her distance and started to fire at Yamilo, ignoring Hera and Furiosa. Sazael will deal with them. He was very insistent and annoying about it.
Yamilo dodge to the right and was about to use her Arcadia until that dwarf fired off a missile at her, she barely had time to think as the missile went right into the ground behind her and exploded, sending her flying right into the elven gunslinger boot, stabilizing Yamilo on the ground. But the elf wasn't done yet as she elbowed Yamilo in the face, then hit her in the temple with the butt of her gun, she pointing the pistol at her head.
The Slayer grabbed the Orc by the hem of his bloodied tight shirt and flung him toward the gun-welding woman, The bloody orc head cracking the skull of the elven woman as she fired off a shot that hit the leg of the dwarf causing him to curse.
"ARGH!!! DAMNIT!!! WHAT ARE THE ODDS?!" He screamed in rage, holding his bloody leg.
Furiosa's wings came out in a instant as she saw a mage firing off multiple spells at once, she grabs Hera and flew upward with all the speed she could muster as a cascade of ice spikes shot up from the ground they used to be standing on.
"Deja Vu." Furiosa thought as she landed herself and Hera on the railing above, she could hear the shouts and the various spells being casted. Katan helped Yamilo back to her feet and cut the dwarf head off as he was about to fire again.
"Fucking Leai you stupid ass bitch! we need them alive!" The elven woman said as blood seeped into her vision and she struggle to stand.
"Those two are going to be a issue, besides we already been paid in advance. What can he do about it?" The Mage before activating another spell, his two hands clasping together as a wheel of fire and thunder flung it way towards the railing, Hera and Furiosa barely had enough time to get out of the way as the wheel of fire melted the section of the railing they was just standing a moment ago.
The Slayer knew that he had to deal with that mage. Of course he would be fine, it was the other four he worried about. The Spider began it attack again. To the Arancid, everyone sans the armored warrior was it prey.
The Orc regained his senses and had some wherewithal to duck outta the way of The Spider's fangs. The Elven woman got back to her feet disorientated and she pointed her gun at Yamilo who swipe her swordstaff upwards, slitting the elf's wrist and causing her to drop the gun, Yamilo wasn't finished as she shoved her antlers deep into the elven woman's chest, puncturing her heart. The now dying assassin spit a glob of blood in Yamilo's hair as Yamilo pulled herself out. Blood splattering onto her antlers and face. Yamilo was shocked at what she had done.
"Al-Alright. Now that one less problem to deal with." Yamilo said to herself, her voice quivering. Katan pulled Yamilo out of the way of the Orc's approaching fist. The half-blinded Orc cursed and tried to throw another punch only to be grabbed by the Slayer and thrown into a oncoming ice blast that froze the Orc solid as he landed on the ground with a thud.
The Slayer got annoyed and threw his sword to the left of him, The mage was so busy focusing on attacking and moving that he didn't even realize that he was in the direct way of the oncoming sword.
By then it was too late to cast another spell, the sword impale him straight through and he ended up pinned to the wall.
The Slayer was on him as the Mage's hands started to glow, he broke both his wrists and then snapped his neck with brutal efficiency, harkening back to the days of Krania The Goddess of War.
Now there was one less problem to deal with. The Spider returned with a vengeance. There was no time to think as The Slayer rolled out of the way to keep from being devoured. It shot out webs from the walls causing everyone to scramble to keep from being ensnared.
"Furiosa bring me down to the ground, we need to take care of....my friend." Hera said with hesitancy but a will that can make diamonds out of coals.
Furiosa nodded, knowing that Hera was right. But damn.
"I'm so sorry my little angel." Furiosa thought as she grabbed hold of Hera tightly and flew down to confront what has became of Hera's friend and comfort in the early hellish days of the academy.
Hera steeled her nerves as Furiosa did her best to distract Bertraim, The red-headed Succubus had a spell on hand for moments like these that she didn't get to use much, outside of the occasional bar fight that is.
"CLÁIRE AN SPIORAD" Furiosa yelled as her right arm became enveloped in a purple energy that manifested itself into a long blade. She sliced at the monster tarantula , swooping in quick and doing hit and runs. Flying away before it fangs or legs could reach her. The Slayer noted that the Spider was getting smart as he tried to slice one of it legs off only to get hit by it webbing, blinding him. The Spider moved erratically as it fended off Kantan and Yamilo attempts to damage it. The Skeleton warrior tried it damn best to hit the arnacid with it mace as the elf shot some arrows at it, both of which doing little to nothing.
Hera raised her hand towards her friend. The one that brought her such comfort in the past, the one who silent understanding of her pain made him a true companion.
"I'm sorry." Was her only thought.
A burning eruption ripped from Hera's hand and for just a moment she was surprised at how it felt, there was usually a quick warm sensation before it faded but now it was burning hot. She saw the fireball erupted against the spider, it let out a unholy screech as thousands upon thousands of ignited fire ants attacked the spider, causing it to crawl around like a mouse escaping from a horde of cats.
"When could you do that?!" Furiosa yelled out to Hera, impressed and equally horrified.
Hera was dumbfounded by this, she look at her hands and saw some fire ants roam her skin, they didn't attack her. If it wasn't for the situation she would be utterly fascinated and study this for hours. She knew something has happened to her Arcadia. But what?
Katan was able to slice off one leg, causing the spider to lose it balance, it entire body in agony. Yamilo stabbed a spear in it other leg. It roared violently as it attempts to devour the others. The Slayer broke it other two legs and rushes to the other side and breaks another leg. Making it effectively immobile.
Hera couldn't stop herself from shaking. Her vision begin to blur as the air left her lungs.
The spider eyes landed on her.
Hera walk to it, ignoring Yamilo and Kantan insistence on staying away. Only Slayer and Furiosa trusted her completely to do what was about to be done.
Her hands now glowing a brilliant and ominous red. She place her hands on both sides of Bertraim's cephalothorax (head and thorax).
"I see you again, my friend. Thank you for everything." She whispered to the spider.
"To vélos tis kólasis" She said simply, her throat dry.
A old spell that her father had taught her in secret.
A spell that she hoped never to use on anyone. Much especially a friend.
And her friend Bertraim was no more.
She watch as the fire spread throughout the spider pretty quickly, she felt physically drained and collapse to the ground on one knee. Furiosa rushed over as Hera just watched the burning embers of what once brought her comfort and companionship before Furiosa came into her life.
"May you find peace, may you feast on the juiciest flies you can catch. And the area you rest be damp and cluttered." Hera thought, tears running down her face as a sob ripped itself from her fragile grasp. Furiosa hugged her.
Just then the door opened, bringing everyone attention to the new danger.
It was Sazael with a crazed grin as he held a big gun that look ripped straight out of a sci-fi film.
Hera watched in horror as she couldn't even move her muscles any more, she saw Furiosa shielding her and she vaguely hear herself yelling at Furiosa to get away. Save herself.
It happened in a flash that only Zylon could have possibly witness. The sci-fi looking gun shooting out a orange and blue blast at them.
The Blast never connected with them. Blessed are those are who are protected by the unseen hands.
The Slayer tanked the blast, A brilliant display of light engulfs the area. The Slayer moved forward undeterred and gave Sazael one right hook to the ribs, the right side of his ribs shattered as The Slayer slowly faded from reality. Sazael coughed up congealed blood ('how the hell was it congealed?!' Sazael vaguely thought through his tears.) and dropped the gun. He clutches at both of his broken ribs and cursed.
"Slayer?" Hera asked, as she saw him becoming transparent.
The Slayer look at her.
"Protect the one you love. Protect her with everything in your power." His final words to her as he disappeared completely.
Hera and Furiosa was astonished. That didn't just happened.
Yamilo and Kantan rushed Sazael who stepped back and reached for his back pocket. The Skeleton warrior and the Elf rushed in as well.
"He not dead, it can't be over like that." A flabbergasted Furiosa thought as she saw Sazael threw something out and she realized within a second it was flashbang. It blinded damn near everyone and the only thing Furiosa could do is push Hera out of the way and shield her with her own body again.
Sazael could see his target clearly. He had a malicious grin on his face as he closes in.
When Furiosa felt a blade pierced her lower back, she could only laugh. A short laugh as she fell into oblivion. One thought was clear.
"Sazael...you really are the stupidest limp-dick i have ever seen."
She fell to the ground limply on top of Hera.
"F-Furiosa?" Hera found herself asking, her voice sounded small. She shake her shoulders.
"Don't joke like that Furiosa." Hera said with urgency as she just now noticed the blade poking through Furiosa's stomach, Hera's eyes wandered to Furiosa's eyes and saw her eyes greyed.
She frantically check her aura.
.
.
.
There was no aura, there was nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Hera has nothing.
She look down at Furiosa, her eyes that was once full of life now a complete void. The laughter of Sazael rang in her ears like a 5:00 am alarm.
"So that woman was correct, just one stab and she dead!!!" Sazael thought, feeling pure jubilation at this sight.
Yamilo and Katan rushed over in attempt to protect Hera but both of them stopped as Sazael fired off shots from his pistol at the ground near them. He kept his pistol trained on them, the wide grin never leaving his bloodied face as he caught Hera's distraught expression, oh that expression did things to him.
"I told you, You worthless abomination. You was going to pay for what you done. If only you hadn't interrupted me that night. Maybe you wouldn't be in this situation. Maybe your disgusting pet would still be alive." Sazael said slowly, reveling in Hera's utter defeat. He can't wait to-He felt the air left his lungs as a fist flew straight into his testicles.
Sazael look into Hera's eyes, about to curse her out but the words died on his chapped lips.
She look down at him with what can only be described as pure unadulterated....
Hatred. Hatred in it's purest form.
The Angel tried to attack again but Hera kneed him in the temple. He was dazed as he fell to the floor. His vison was blurry and he tried to reach for his pistol only to feel the sensation of his fingers breaking suddenly as Hera stomped on his hand. Breaking his ring finger, fracturing his middle finger, and dislocating his index finger all at once.
"YOU WORTHLESS ABOMINAT-" He couldn't even get out the insult as Hera kicked his teeth in with surprising force.
She grabbed his throat and begin to choke the life out of him as her nails dig into his adam apple, tearing at the skin. He started to tear up as he pathetically try to preserve his own life by fighting back. Hera thought he was nothing more than a fool as a black widow spider came out of her hair and bit Sazael, stopping his movements completely. The bite sending pain through out his entire nervous system. And just like that Sazael was restrained there on the ground just like that faithful night in EizenGarte. He spit at Hera who stopped and unhanded him, she look at the spit trailing down her cheek as Sazael tried desperately to catch his breath and stared at him.
Sazael felt his heart dropped. He always considered himself a smart guy who just been dealt a shit hand of luck. But as he stared into those empty emerald eyes he felt like the biggest fool in the realms right about now. His eyes trailed to Furiosa's slumped over body with the sword impaled in her as Yamilo and Katan tried to revive her. Using whatever Healing Arcadia they knew.
"It no use, at least i can die knowing that Hera will be miserab-" His thought was cut short as Hera ripped open his belly like it was made of paper with the knife Furiosa gifted her, he screams in agony.
"WAIT!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING ?! STOP! STO-" He kept going on and on like a sick child as Hera places her hands into his innards softly as he writhed in pain.
It was almost like instinct.
Yes. That what it was.
She saw the tears running down his face and felt what one would usually feel toward a child molester.
"PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP ME!!! NOOOOOO-" His screams made no difference to her. She gone. She is gone because of her. He is vaporized. Vaporized from this realm, no longer able to protect the people because of her inability to just accept the truth that was buried in her soul.
Sazael must die.
He must suffer.
He must pay.
He writhed in pain as he scream his throat raw. The insects and spiders ate at his innards. He thought of his parents, his friends, his times in the academy before he worked for the boss. His childhood, how his parents used to look upon him with pride. How they would brag about him to their neighbors. Oh there goes our pride and joy, he makes us so proud.
And found himself coming to realize that he the one who destroyed it all. Not Hera. Not Furiosa. Just him. Maybe if he had just been more careful, he wouldn't have find himself in that situation all those years ago. Maybe he should have picked his targets more carefully. He didn't know, all he could focus on now was pleading to Hera's innate goodness. That all he had at a shot of surviving.
"please...don't do this.. i'm sorry, i'm so so-" He was cut off as Hera rammed her fist down his throat dislodging more of his already bad teeth and summoned fire ants and flesh flies and some blowflies into his throat to feed on him so her former tormentor can actually be useful for something.
He felt it all, those disgusting insects slowly devouring him from the inside out.
Worst than that...
"They deliberately avoiding my vital organs!" He thought as his screams was smothered by the insects feasting on his vocal cords. Tearing away like one would at paper.
"Mamm....Dadd..yy heelep!" The tears was freely running down his face now as he cried out for his parents. Anyone at this point, that when his eyes landed on Kantan and Yamilo.
"Pleav...help..amllo and kovan!!!!" He screamed at them, he look so pitiful. Yamilo saw Sazael as he was slowly devoured by insects and was visibly disturbed but not too disturbed as to not give Sazael one last verbal kick in his testicles.
"He probably t-taste awful, why would Hera make the insects suffer like that?" Yamilo asked of Kantan while flipping off Sazael who tried to flip her off but got his other middle finger snapped by Hera when he tried. He screamed (Or morse so gargled) out in rage again as the skeleton warrior escorted the now sick elf away from this gruesome sight.
Hera knows full well that you couldn't kill a angel normally. She remembers vividly when someone tried to mug her mother and the mugger watching with fear as her mom pulled the knife out of her heart with a annoyed expression.
"Well that was rude." Hera mother said while glaring at the mugger who pissed their pants.
She placed a hand on Sazael and watched with a simultaneously amused and detached expression as golden bees wormed it way out of her hand and went inside the wound of Sazael. Healing him slowly, replacing flesh that was still being devoured by the insects.
"If i have only stopped you back then...then....." Hera didn't finish this thought. She knows this was all her fault. If she wasn't such a coward and just gave in to her impulses that night, Slayer would still be here to protect the realm. Furiosa would still be alive and in her arms. She should had killed Sazael the moment she saw him holding that knife to the one she loved.
But she didn't so....
She stomped on Sazael chest again and again as his continued his gurgled cries.
Sazael look through his tears and saw Hera's face once again.
He saw not Hera. It wasn't the Hera who he tormented for years at the academy. It wasn't even the same Hera who attacked him that night when he tried to end that succubus's life.
What he saw was nothing but a avatar of pure rage.
He empty his bladder. Hera look at this and paused.
"Sazael...you truly disgust me. You too much of a coward to even stare at me with defiance." Hera stated as Sazael let out a strangled sob.
"I HAAAATE YOUUU!!!" Sazael screamed as best as he could at the top of his lungs. His vocal cords now repaired by the golden bees.
"That nice. But it doesn't measure to even a fraction of the hate i carry for you." Hera told him simply as she kicked Sazael in the testicles over and over again.
His testicles ruptured. It brought the hybrid little satisfaction.
Somewhere she could feel Devilla's eyes on her. Not condemning nor condoning.
Only a understanding.
She gaze upon his watery eyes that look upon her in fear and resentment.
For some reason, even through the all pain and excruciating agony he was in, he could still think clearly. He felt his heart dropped even further than it already had.
She reached out to his eyes.
And he couldn't see her anymore.
Only the sensations of the worms feasting away.
He screams to the high heavens one last time, hoping for someone to save him.
There was no answer.
Hera continue to watch, the insects feasting on Sazael like he was a bird carcass on the hot summer ground.
Yamilo and Kantan was now visibly disturbed. Yamilo wanted to vomit but she held it in.
"That bastard Sazael deserve it but..." Yamilo let her thoughts trail off. Not sure if she was going to be able to sleep tonight.
"You have a darkness inside you, just like me." Kantan thought to himself as he observed the event while applying some demonic healing magic he knew of to help seal Furiosa's wound. Yamilo had carefully pulled the sword out and applied healing magic to stall the bleeding.
Furiosa's eyes snapped open and she got to her feet quickly. She knew for a fact that she didn't die, she didn't see Thermes nor her daughter Mori. It was more like a deep sleep paralysis, she was in pitch blackness but she was somewhat still aware and she couldn't move. She was a little uneven on her feet but that wouldn't stop her.
"Hera?" Furiosa said groggily as her eyes widen upon the gruesome scene in front of her.
"H-hera." Furiosa said again, a little louder. The fear evidence in her voice.
"P...LEL....A.SE.....KI....LLLL.....ME..." Sazael choked out to the best of his abilities as he was healed by the bees and devoured by the insects over and over again. He could feel the blowflies laying eggs in his brain and in his nose. He felt the spiders making a web in his lungs to capture the hundred of flies.
Furiosa couldn't hear anything over the cries of Sazael. This is Hera. The same Hera she saved from Sazael and his cronies. The same Hera who saved her from Sazael. The same Hera who pulled her out of that pit of despair she would usually find herself in.
The same Hera that is brutally killing Sazael.
Hera slowly turned to see Furiosa, Furiosa gasped at the blood decorating Hera's hands. It look so wrong. Like a living nightmare.
And yet...
"Beautiful..." Furiosa thought as Hera's green eyes blinked for a moment. Her face seemingly emotionless.
She wordlessly walked towards her and grabbed Furiosa's face and kissed her lips softly but then lick her lips to gain access to Furiosa mouth. Furiosa opened her mouth obligingly as she just really damn glad this is reality this time and not another deceptive nightmare.
"This...is real...right?" Hera asked, hoping and praying to Devilla it was real.
Furiosa kissed her back with equal passion.
"Yeah my little guardian angel, this is real." Furiosa breathlessly said with tears in her eyes, Hera held onto Furiosa.
"I'm sorry Furiosa, i'm so sorry." Hera apologized over and over like it was a healing mantra. How else she was going to recover from horribly failing and getting the Slayer killed? For Bertraim's death? For Furiosa almost dying?
"Baby, you have nothing to apologize for. It's over. Let head home." Furiosa whispered in her ear as she rubbed soothing circles in her back. But Hera knew it was a empty platitude, but that didn't matter right now.
"I love you!" Hera said suddenly before throwing her arms around her neck and giving Furiosa another deep kiss. She was too close to almost losing the light in her life. This was the final wake-up call she needed.
"I will always love you! I won't let something like this happen again! DO YOU HEAR ME?!?!" Hera screeched as she dug her nails into Furiosa's back, trying to keep Thermes herself from taking her best friend..no her soulmate.
"I hear you my little angel!" Furiosa told her to calm her down. A wake up call to Furiosa as well. She felt extremely guilty for putting Hera through that.
As the two friends turned lovers embraced, Yamilo asked Kantan what now.
"We will report this to the Boss. We will tell him that Sazael tried to kill us, and got the assistant of Devilla involved and killed her pet and almost killed her lover. Hera killed him in self-defense." Kantan said.
"Not like The Boss will considered losing Sazael a big loss anyways, He not the only one who can access the other realm." Yamilo says with a smile that quickly left her face once she saw Sazael still being gorged upon by the various insects that Hera has summoned.
They took their leave. Kantan deciding to take Yamilo to her favorite restaurant to calm her down after such a traumatic day. She would do the same for him after all. Yamilo couldn't believe a lot of things right now. How the hell was this realm going to function without a Slayer? Or the fact that despite working for a dangerous organization, this was the first time she actually killed someone. She spared not one glance at the fallen elven woman, she knew that there was no other way.
Hera offered her hand, and Furiosa took it. They walk past the still crying and tortured Sazael. Hera stopped.
"How do you feel about the insects now?" Hera asked Sazael with a serene smile as Sazael screamed in pain and would beg some more if a black widow spider didn't bite his tongue, causing it to swell up painfully.
Furiosa took one last look at Sazael, the man who brought hell into their lives is now drowning in his own hell.
"A disturbing but fitting ending." Furiosa thought, disturbed with a tinge of satisfaction.
For Hera, she was in a state of barely-concealed mania.
Hera took one last look at the spot the Slayer had stood. She felt the mania drain from her body as she regretted the way the Slayer went out just to protect them.
"If only i just killed Sazael-" Hera didn't finish the thought, what done is done. She can never forgive herself for almost letting Furiosa die, for letting Bertraim get mutated into or eaten by that giant spider. For letting the Realm lose one of it protectors.
"Thank you...and I'm sorry." She thought somberly as she led Furiosa out the warehouse and into the cool night air.
The walk back home was silent and calm. Furiosa is not going to act like she didn't watch Hera brutally torture Sazael to death. Not like the bastard didn't have it coming but she couldn't help but worry intensely about Hera's mental state.
She look down at Hera who at the same time look up at her and give her a warm and inviting smile.
She felt a chill go down her spine when she saw that smile. That damn smile of her that once brought her so much comfort and motivation to achieve her dreams now feels wrong in this situation.
"I'm sorry Hera, i failed you." Furiosa thought to herself and wisely didn't voice her thoughts, knowing Hera would take great offense to that as she would tell Furiosa it wasn't her fault.
"But it is my fault, had i been a little quicker then i wouldn't have been stabbed and you wouldn't have lost yourself to anger. I couldn't protect you so now-"
Hera squeeze Furiosa's hand tightly with enough force that it actually hurt the Succubus who widened her eyes in surprise at her lover.
Hera had a expression that could be described as a intersection between understanding and annoyance.
"Are you blaming yourself for almost dying?" Hera asked slowly, her green eyes shining in the encroaching darkness that the night brings to them.
"Oh right, you can see my aura." Furiosa said with a dry chuckle. Hera didn't find anything funny.
"You.did.nothing.wrong. Do you understand me?" Hera told Furiosa as she kissed her again and again between each word she spoke. Her emerald eyes shining with unshed tears.
Furiosa nodded, still feeling like she screwed up.
"We're going to my house for tonight" Hera said with a laugh that held no emotion. Furiosa didn't comment on this and continue their walk. She held on to Hera's hand strongly. Hera smiled at this and held on twice as hard.
"I'm sorry about Bertraim. I know that he was a true friend who helped you a lot." Furiosa apologized.
"Thank you, i know he is in a better place now. One day i see him again. Hopefully not too soon." Hera joked, trying to ease the tension to offset the sadness and the hollowness that she felt creeping up.
Furiosa didn't laugh. They was now at the door of Hera's house. Hera took a deep breath and opened the door. Ready to face the reality of not having her friend come and greet her like he usually do.
And it was then when Hera opened the door, a familiar friend came crawling up to her and crawled up her body. the hybrid's eyes widened at this as Furiosa gasped and then caught a glimpse of a note on the table.
"Hey Hera, a good friend of mine named Rebecca found your friend in a cage. She helped me returned him back to your house. Happy to be of service to my annoying but good friend Devilla and her kind assistant.
Sincerely Zylon."
Furiosa read the note out loud as Hera absent-mindlessly petted Bertraim who was extremely happy to see his friend again.
"Well damn, this turned out better than expected." Furiosa muttered as she couldn't believe it. Sazael really was the most unluckiest fucker to ever exist.
"The fact that everything you set up Sazael, blew up in your face in one way or another is just...priceless. And now you can't even take small pleasure in the afterlife because you didn't kill Bertraim, you didn't have the stomach for shit like that. Fate itself really bent you over the table." Furiosa thought with a small grin.
She wondered if she was still under the effects of the Buztikal. Everything went too well in their favor apart from her being stabbed.
And with Hera's...disposal of Sazael. That when she realized she wasn't under the effects of that strain anymore because her mind couldn't think of something that brutal. This was the pure and unfiltered reality.
Hera just laughed, she laughs and laughs as Bertraim try to soothe her by rubbing it leg against her face before making way for Furiosa who hugged her tightly.
"It okay, it okay, Hera calm down." Furiosa murmured in a attempt to soothe her manic partner.
Hera knew one simple thing. A simple thing that she came to realize now that everything more or less turned in her favor.
She was a murderer.
She took someone life away.
A disgusting piece of garbage is dead.
She still didn't feel bad for killing Sazael and she would gladly do it again. And again. And again.
And that terrifies her more than anything.
She wasn't a killer. At least she hopes she wasn't.
"It was just the one time, and he-" Hera couldn't finish her thought, it didn't matter. She looks to Bertraim and Furiosa. She knew she made the right call. She had to. Right?
"You're enjoyed tearing his stomach open, didn't you? I heard that you was over the moon when you saw the pure fear in his eyes and how you will relish the sound of his anguish screams for a century, is that correct?" A question came to her in the back of her mind.
"You're a murderer, right?" Another question presented itself to her in the recess of her mind.
She chose not to answer these questions. Not now.
So many emotions came to her.
Only the guilt was there in terms of negative feelings and that was being drowned by pure euphoria and relief. The relief of having Furiosa in her arms, both her friends still alive. She solemnly said a prayer for the Slayer so that he find peace with Thermes.
"I'm sorry Slayer, thank you for everything." Hera finished.
Furiosa gave a mental thanks to the Slayer.
"Thank you for protecting my future wife." Furiosa thought as she look at Hera with a warm smile. Hera stared at Furiosa, and a smile spread across her face. She now realize what she needed to do.
Hera look at Furiosa and think about the times they spent together. The long conversations into the night, the little outings they would do after class was over with.
"I hope that despite what you saw, you would still look at me with joy in your eyes. It selfish of me i know." Hera thought to herself.
She grabbed onto Furiosa's hand and led her upstairs.
"Hera?" Furiosa asked surprised.
"Furiosa, i need to show you how much you mean to me." Hera told her, seemingly out of breath.
"You know you don't have to do this-" Furiosa tried explaining to Hera even as her heartbeat drown out her words. She noted the tight grip on her wrist and felt the warmth pooling in her stomach.
They were now in her room. This was Furiosa's first time seeing it and the calm baby blue walls and shelves containing various books was a stark contrast to the situation they were previously in.
"Furiosa, please allow me to be selfish. Just this once." Hera told her with a serious expression.
"Alright." Furiosa said breathlessly as Hera pushed her on the bed and begin to take off her own clothes as Furiosa watched her. Hera let out a low growl as she jumped on Furiosa and took her clothes off gently. She unbuttoned Furiosa's shirt and leaned in close to her target. Hera softly sucked on her neck causing the succubus to gasp as she felt her nails dig into her back.
She started biting and sucking all over her neck as the moans Furiosa made Hera's heart soared with pure joy as she pinned her wrists to the bed and smiled at Furiosa.
"Now, let's truly get started." Hera said breathlessly as she captured Furiosa's lips in a soft and lingering kiss.
Furiosa's mind went blank. The fact that Hera still smelled of Sazael's blood didn't bother her.
It actually turned her on even further.
They became one. The pure passion that was on display reached all the way to Devilla who smiled and sipped her tea.
"About time." The Goddess of Love simply stated.