As the sun slid down below the horizon, the shadows began to close in. The horses reared sensing the coming danger, the soliders armed themselves and took flanking positions ready to fight. A long, sharp wail pierced the night, freezing the mortal soliders in absolute fear...Her keepers were upon them. In what seemed a swarm of flesh and furious screams, the soliders were slaughtered, their lifeless bodies left to the Night. All but two, who ran into the darkness during the fray.
The two had been seperated, he went one way, and his buddy another. Alone now within deep forests, cut off from all aid, he drove himself on with purpose to find shelter and hide from the forces at work that had so easily cut down their ranks upon invasion.
A distance away carried by quickened footsteps and racing heart, he was led by the forces to the mouth of a mossy cave. His trip here spurred on by fears for the shapes that drifted about him, lithe forms that hid within the dark recesses of shadows just beyond his sight. Glancing about nervously he ducked inside, content that he would be safe within, from the creatures that would do him harm out in the open. He was more frightened than he had ever been on any battlefield.
In time he grew confident that he was safe, he started to settle back against the cool, moss-covered walls. Suddenly he heard a giggle that echoed from deeper within the cave. A girlish squeel, followed by laughter and happiness. Curious to investigate, he climbed and ventured further in to see what was happening.
A soft suffuse glow lit this portion of the caverns, and there before his shocked and startled eyes, he witnessed girls dancing about, drinking, and celebrating, laughing and re-enacting the battles that had just transpired. His mind went blank at the possibilities that the entire army had been wiped out by... women!!! Impossible. Stepping out from behind the stalagmite he'd been hiding behind, he pointed a finger at them and yelled.
"Insolence!"
The women stopped a moment to stare at him then broke into fits of laughter, one of them stood forward. "Silly man," she said, before she giggled and did a twirl as if to annoy him further.
The solider yelled back, "I should teach you all a lesson!"
Laughing, they bounced around and made fun of him. The drawing of his sword, brought silence. Then another woman took a step forward, grinning and pointing a long, taloned finger at him.
"Off with his head!"
Staring a moment, the brazen fellow stood his ground and gave a sneer at this command.
Chortling, the women merely moved the focus of their eyes downwards almost in concert.
Confusion came over him followed by a horrified realization, only a second before these vixens sprung at him and carted him off kicking and screaming like a baby.
These were Isonia's girls. She had picked each and everyone one of them, as they delighted in the wars on men, enjoyment of life, and love for making hell for the opposite sex. They were beautiful each and every one of them, a joy and pleasure to all who found themselves close by. Though somtimes, they could be a real bunch of.... er.. pains.
The forest was serene and peaceful, a small creek running nearby caught his eye. Making way towards it, he then heard the sound of some falls was just a bit further..staggering his way to the calm waters that lay in a pond beneath the falls that poured over the wet exposed rocks. Falling to his knees he looked into the waters, cupping his hands he was about to dip into the life giving waters, but beneath his reflections upon that cool surface he saw another face not his own appear.
Her eyes seemed to take up residence where his own had been in the reflection, and she came close to the surface, her features flawless, eyes deep as pools and violet in colour held him frozen where he was, enthralled by it all. A calm look upon her face, she gave him a stare that told him she wanted so very badly to touch him. To kiss, the corners of her mouth upturned and reassurring. From out of the peripheral of his eyes he caught a glimpse of several others coming to the surface, six in all there...his mind locked from rational thought at this.
The first of them let her finger tips grace the underside of the water as though it were glass, and he in turn touched his hand to hers, the tingling in his fingertips exciting him, his heart racing so fast he could hear the beating of it in his head. She moved closer, her lips trembling, a quiver, her eyes keeping him entranced and held in her sway. Leaning in, he came to within a haisrbreadth from the surface where she lay beneath... so inviting.. her hair, eyes, her perfect form.
He surrendered to the temptation and leaned in to kiss her, the waters cool upon his face, eyes closed now he let his lips touch hers, and her hand came to either side of his face to embrace him. His entire being became that one kiss, he felt her tongue grace the edges of his lips and her touch to take him away as he was seduced to their underwater world, where he slipped into oblivion....