Disclaimer: Nope, surprise, they don't belong to me. Just having
some fun.
Violence: Well, this is a Conqueror story
Meaning Xena never turned away from
her evil side and went on roaming the world, taking over nations with brutal force and
chopping heads off innocent bystanders
So, I'd have to go with yes
violence,
definitely violence
Subtext: I think I'm incapable of not putting a little subtext in any story I
write. So there's certainly subtext. Whether it's gonna move beyond sub and into main... I
really don't know yet. It sorta depends on where the story takes me... I doubt Gab's
gonna fall head over heals with the woman who ordered her crucifixion anytime soon
though... But anything could happen
There is some stuff about Xena having (had)
physical relationships with other women. It's not very explicit or anything, but if just
the mentioning of this makes you all itchy, stop here and turn back.
Author's Note: I hope I've sort of stuck to the Armageddon version, but since I only saw Armageddon I&II once, and in German at that, I might have flunked on some of the depiction in this story. Please forgive me.
Comments are, as always, very much appreciated...
The Edge of Nowhere
By Annemaart
The pain seared through her as the nail was slammed into her hand harshly.
She wanted to scream, but she didn't, trying to keep up the farce of being strong for
these short moments she had left. Another jolt of pain as a second nail edged through
flesh, then a third, slamming through her feet. She could feel the blood flowing out of
her body, and it left her weak and dizzy. The air rushed around her, chaotically, until
all of a sudden it stopped and she was hanging, the soldiers grinning up at her wickedly.
She lifted her body up to breath, the pain searing through her hands. She wondered if it
could possibly get any worse
It could. The wooden hammer slammed against her legs, breaking them harshly. She screamed
out in agony, not being able to hold back any longer. Tears streamed down her cheeks,
tasting salty as they seeped into her mouth.
So much pain
Hurting became her world, and she begged the gods to have mercy and
take her soul. She closed her eyes and let the dark consume her, finally feeling herself
slip away deeper and deeper, until even the hurt faded and all the sounds around her
turned blurry.
"Gabrielle."
Gabrielle stirred, jolts of pain shooting through her. "Ah
"
"Shhh." A woman's voice soothed her. "Don't move."
Green eyes blinked open, looking up at the red haired woman that was leaning over her with
non-understanding eyes. "Thalia? But
"
The woman lifted a hand to stop her words. "We bribed some soldiers to get you off
the cross a bit sooner
Money can get you anywhere these days
" Thalia
managed a smile, dipping a cloth into a fluid. "Hold on, this is gonna hurt."
Gabrielle gasped as her hands burned, the fluid stinging painfully in the wounds on her
wrists. "You do enjoy tormenting me, don't you?" She managed to croak as the
pain resided.
The woman gave her a look, shaking her head softly. "You know I
don't
" A glance down as she dipped the cloth in some water, rinsing the wounds
again. "You were very brave, Gabrielle. You stood up to her
I don't know if I
would've dared
"
Green eyes turned inward, filling with a hatred Thalia had not ever seen in Gabrielle's
eyes. "She is evil incarnated, Thalia
I always thought that every person had
some good, somewhere, even the conqueror." Gabrielle winced as Thalia started to
clean the wounds on her feet, then she continued. "But she doesn't
Her eyes are
empty. There's nothing
"
Suddenly footsteps echoed in the hallway and two men came in, arguing softly. "Hey
Thalia, I
" The first stopped dead as he saw green eyes staring back at him.
"Gab?"
"Hey Naxos." Gabrielle managed a smile as he hastily stepped forward and dropped
to a knee beside the bed.
"How are you feeling? Does it hurt? Is there anything I can do?"
"Would you stop annoying my patient." Thalia waved a finger at him. "Get
out of here Nax, before I toss you out."
"It's all right." Gabrielle smiled, lifting her hand and touching her friend's
shoulder. Naxos took her hand in his, looking at the hole in her wrist, edged in by the
nail, in horror.
"Well, you always said you could see right through me." The blond haired woman
joked weakly, to lighten the mood.
Naxos shook his head softly. "I never wanted this
" His
brown eyes looked up at her in pain. "I'm so sorry, Gabrielle. I wanted
I tried
but
"
"Hey, it's OK
It wasn't your fault."
The young man hid his face in his hand, taking a deep breath. "You have to
leave."
"What?" Gabrielle attempted to push herself up, but her body yelled out in agony
and she fell back down again. She took a breath to steady herself. "What
What
do you mean?"
"For some reason they've doubled the patrols around this area." The other man,
Kimon, stated from his spot near the doorway. "Maybe they figured out one of the
bodies went missing, we don't know
But we've spotted at least a dozen soldiers on
our way over here, and they're getting closer."
Thalia looked at him for a moment, then at Naxos, who was glancing up at
her worriedly. Then she straightened with a nod. "I'll arrange for some
transport."
"I'll go with you," Kimon stated, opening the door and allowing the woman to
pass before him, before walking outside himself, closing the door before Gabrielle could
protest.
"I'm not gonna go."
"Gabrielle, don't be stupid." Naxos pleaded.
"There's too much to do here. I can't just leave." Gabrielle stated stubbornly.
"We have to act now. I have to make these people see who she is and
"
"You're not in a state to do anything." Naxos informed her, shaking his head as
raging green eyes turned to him. "Now, don't start this Gab, please." Naxos
reached out and gently touched her shoulder. "You've been our light these last few
years. You've been the voice of the people. If you die, the resistance in Athens will
crumble. If you want a future for us, for Athens, you have to leave
Give them
hope."
Gabrielle stared at him for a moment, then let her eyes drop and watched her fingers
fumble with the bandage around her left wrist. "All right." She finally
conceded, before looking up at him again. "But I'll be back."
"I'm counting on it." Naxos smiled at her.
It only took Thalia a short while to arrange for transport. One of the members of their
resistance had a wagon and agreed to transport her out of the city via the back roads he
knew and then get as far to the Greek border as he could manage. Kimon and Naxos carried
her into the wagon, then placed her in the back gently.
"Take care." Naxos voice sounded, and she nodded at him with a smile, gently
squeezing his hand. Thalia pulled herself into the wagon, rinsing her wounds for the last
time. "I want you to head far away from here, Gabrielle. And I mean far. Chin,
Britannia, whatever, as long as it's far from Greece so the Conqueror can't keep track of
the situation."
"I'll be fine, Thalia." She smiled at the woman, laying a hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you. And good luck."
Thalia looked at her, managing a weak smile before nodding softly. "We'll miss you.
Be safe." She stated, before she hopped out of the wagon as well, joining the two
men. A few more moments and the wheels of the cart started to move. The movement shook her
already aching body, but she ignored the pain, staring back at the faces of her friends,
until the cart turned a corner and they disappeared from view.
Three years later
Xena pillowed her head on her hands, staring up at the ceiling in utter
boredom. Absentmindedly she traced the patterns of the paintings up above. It had been a
quiet day, as so many before. She'd spent some time at the training's square that morning,
duelling with several of her lieutenants. They were good fighters, all of them, but still
they did not pose a real challenge. She knew their moves all too well, recognised their
fighting patterns
The last real challenge she'd had, had been a Gael, the leader of one of the northern
tribes
Now that had been a formidable opponent. A large powerful man, swinging a
huge Gaelic battle axe
He'd been very skilled and had actually managed to seriously
wound her when his axe grazed her left side. He'd not expected her fast recovery though
and her blade had been pushed straight into his heart. She still remembered the look on
his wife's face as she'd rushed down the hill. The look of complete anguish
complete
hatred
The Conqueror chuckled, then let out a breath. Ah, the good old days, when there had still
been wars to fight and rebellion's to oppress
Now there were no more wars. She'd
conquered just about everything, except maybe a few islands and small African tribes down
south. And rebellions had been punished for so severely no one even bothered any more. The
mass execution in Athens, when they'd taken down a large gang of resistance members, had
scared people off. Commotion in Athens, or the whole of her Empire, for that matter, was
rare.
Life had grown more peaceful over the years, and if there was one thing she didn't like it
was peace. Xena grimaced, then her eyes shot to the door as her senses picked up an
approaching man. She pushed herself onto her feet as there was a knock on the door.
"Come in, Pyrron."
The door opened and a tall, grey haired man, her advisor, stepped inside and bowed.
"Conqueror."
Xena seated herself on one of the luxe chairs in her room, leaning backwards nonchalantly
and lifting an eyebrow at her advisor.
"I've come to remind you of the meeting tonight, Empress. The leaders of all the
states have arrived."
Xena sighed, not looking forward to this little get together. It was always the same.
She'd meet with her regents, they'd all tell her that nothing was wrong anywhere, that she
was such a great leader, yada yada yada
"Very well." She muttered.
"I'll meet them this evening after diner."
"Of course, Conqueror." Pyrron bowed again, then left the room.
She actually liked Pyrron. He'd been a soldier in her army for a few years, but he'd had
an accident and his leg had been chopped off, making him unsuitable for battle. He'd been
too valuable a man too loose however. Where she was usually disorganised and chaotic, he
was quite orderly and had a way in dealing with the affairs of state that she had no
interest in, making him an excellent advisor. He was the closest thing she had to a
friend, though friend wasn't the word to describe him. He was a trustee. She knew that
whatever she told him would remain confidential and whatever she ordered of him would be
done.
Another knock on the door sounded, and a few of the servant girls walked in, carrying
plates of food, then curtsying gracefully before they left her in silence once more.
The large wooden doors swayed open as she approached, the servants bowing
to her politely as she entered. In the centre of the room was a large wooden table, oval
shaped. The men and women that were seated around stood quickly, bending their heads. She
walked inside and sat herself down at the head of the table, the others following her
example. Pyrron settled down beside her, handing her some of his notes. She took the
pieces of parchment and let her eyes flick over them. Income, conquered land, food,
crime
All numbers were good and she placed the parchment back on the wooden surface
of the table, then glanced up. "Well
" She drawled, letting her bright eyes
scan over the people at her table intensely. "Who wants to start?"
All hesitated, but finally the man sitting on her left stood and started relating the
stories of his province. As expected, all was great, people were happy, life was peaceful,
etc. etc. Xena tried hard not to yawn as the next stood and started telling how great the
next part of her country was doing
This continued halfway around the table, until a man in his mid thirties, the governor of
the Macedonian province, cleared his throat. "Well, your Highness
."
The tone in the man's voice was far from confident and Xena's eyes immediately fixated on
him. "Things are quite well in the northern province of Greece
it's uhm
Food produce is good, and we're getting quite a profit from the goldmines and
all
"
"But
." A chilling low voice burred from across the table.
The regent shivered. "But we
we've been having some minor troubles
"
"Minor troubles?" Xena's voice managed to drop into an even lower register and
now the whole room felt chills going down their spines, most sending a prayer of thanks to
the Gods that they weren't in this mess.
Xena, meanwhile, was trying to keep from letting a wicked grin cross her face. Trouble was
good, and so close to home too
Just perfect
"Well
ye
yes, your Highness. I
" He stammered, then swallowed
audibly. "There have been small raids on my forces, you see.. They go out on patrol
and they come back
without their heads
"
"And do you know why they come back as headless corpses?" Xena asked, leaning
forward and resting her hands on the table's surface.
"I
I suspect it is a group of raiders, great Conqueror, but any attempts at
finding them have failed
"
Xena leaned back and regarded him calmly for a few moments. "You understand the price
of failure, don't you?"
The blood drained from his face in an instant. He could only nod numbly.
Xena chuckled inwardly, then stood and started circling towards him. "But as this has
been the first issue mentioned to me here, I'll give you one more chance
"
The sigh of relief was audible.
"I will personally take care of this
'minor problem' for you, Antheus. Be ready
to set out tomorrow morning with your escort." She spared a glance for her advisor.
"Pyrron?"
"Yes, Conqueror?"
"Get a group of cavalry ready. Take along whoever you think is ready. It'll be a good
drill for them."
"Of course." Pyrron gave her a nod, then scribbled some notes on the parchment
before him.
"Good." Xena let her eyes flick across the room once more. "Is there anyone
here who has other minor problems, or is the rest of my domain nice and peaceful?"
Quick nods from the remaining regents and with a wave she excused them, watching them
scurry out of the room, leaving only Pyrron and herself. Her advisor gathered his
scribblings and piled them together. "You seem to be quite happy about the
disturbance of peace in your land, Conqueror." He stated, not looking up, while he
ordered his belongings.
Xena lifted an eyebrow at his forwardness, then shrugged. "I haven't had a challenge
in a while
"
Pyrron lifted his brown eyes to meet hers. "And you think some group of local thugs
will provide one? Don't you think that they'll run off at the first sign of you and your
troops riding in?"
Xena considered this for a moment, sadly having to admit to herself that he was possibly
right. "Probably
" She looked at her advisor as she passed by him on her
way to her room. "Guess you'd better make it a very small escort
"
Pyrron looked as she walked out the door, then shook his head as her heavy steps echoed
across the hallway.
Xena happily let herself fall onto her bed. It was true that she didn't
expect any real trouble at getting rid of this pest, but at least it would give her an
excuse to go out for a while, ride around for a bit. And it might just give her a chance
to slice up some people, which she hadn't done in a while
Well
A unpleasant
grin crossed her face. She'd had a couple of vicious encounters with some of her guards,
who had been loitering on the job. But she was forced to stop her nightly outings looking
for victims as the number of guards were severely reduced because of them. It had been fun
though
A chill ran down her spine suddenly and she turned her head slowly to find the God of War,
lying beside her. "Ares." She stated simply, giving him a look. Her 'affinity'
for the god of war had worn down long ago. After she'd slain the Golden Hind for him and
handed him a dagger with the hind's blood so he could kill Zeus, they mostly stayed out of
each other's way. She dealt with earthly matters while he concerned himself with the gods.
"To what do I owe this great pleasure?" She drawled, pushing herself up into a
sitting position.
Ares gave her a displeased look at her lack of respect, but as he'd gotten used to this
treatment from his former protégé he refrained from comment and stood. "There is
some trouble brewing in the North. I think the Norse gods might be starting a rebellion
against me."
"And what do you want me to do about it?" Xena asked, staring at the King of the
Gods in boredom.
"Nothing." Ares ignored her stare. "But it will mean I won't be in the
neighbourhood. So if you get into trouble
" He gave her a meaningful look.
"I won't be here to get you out of it
"
Xena's blue eyes widened, then narrowed. "Don't you think I can handle a few thugs on
my own?"
Ares raised his hands in defence. "No, you know that's not what I think
"
He sighed, then crossed his arms. "The Fates have been acting a little
suspicious lately
"
The conqueror rolled her eyes. "Well, I'm touched that you care
But don't, OK?
I don't need you meddling in my life."
"Oh, come now Xena." Ares produced a charming smile. "Your realm and mine,
they depend on each other
WE
depend on each other."
Xena looked at him, then straightened slowly until she stood face to face with the God of
War. "YOU
"She placed a finger on his chest. "depend on ME."
Brown eyes narrowed dangerously. "Don't push it, Xena
" He growled back in
response.
"Push it?" Xena laughed, then in a flash drew a small dagger from her boot and
held it to his neck, before the war god could even flinch. "I can push anything,
Ares, including pushing this nice little dagger right into your not-so-immortal
heart."
The God of War twitched uncomfortably in the nearness of the hind's blood dagger, but
managed to regain his pose. "If that's the way you want it
" He slowly
stepped back. "Just be warned, Xena." And with a flash he disappeared.
Xena watched the space he had held for another moment, then straightened.
"Anthony!" A younger boy hastily made his way inside, falling to a knee.
"Yes, my liege?"
Get my cloak for me and get my horse ready. Tell Pyrron I'll be away for a few
candlemarks."
"Yes, my liege." The boy nodded, then ran out again, heading down the stairs.
Xena followed him out the door, acknowledging the salutes from her guards.
After a long ride she finally reached the small house at the tip of the
peninsula. She dismounted, then entered the shack, without even bothering to knock.
"Well Xena
" A deep voice chuckled. "It has been a while since I saw
you last."
"Yes it has been." Xena nodded, glancing across the room and taking in the
adornment of various skulls and other human bones. "I see you've been busy,
Alti."
Another chuckle. "I heard you've been busy as well."
"Hardly." Xena sighed, tossing off her cloak and seating herself in a chair.
"No more people to kill I'm afraid."
"Still not killing any innocent peasants are you?" Alti leaned closer.
"You're a fool. The simpleminded posses great spiritual powers
"
"Spiritual powers maybe
" Xena leaned back calmly. "But they'd don't
pose much of a challenge really, do they? Even killing gets boring after a
while
"
Alti laughed, her eyes gazing into Xena's. "Your challenge will come sooner than
you'll like
"
Blue eyes twinkled, peering back at her. "So it is true then, what Ares said?"
"There are dangers up ahead, but not in the form you think
"
"No riddles, Alti, you know I hate those
" Xena growled. "Just tell me
what you see."
"Light and dark. Mixed in one."
"Gee, that clears things up just great." Xena muttered, then stood, towering
over the shamaness. "I want names, I want faces, I want details. Where, when, how,
what. Dig?"
Alti laughed. "Always a pragmatist, Xena
" The woman stood now too, leaning
closer and continuing in a low voice. "There are many spirits set on destroying you,
Xena, which makes seeing one clearly complicated." She fell back in her chair.
"Watch your back and stay true to who you are and you can deal with the challenge.
Otherwise, things might get complicated
"
Xena grinned, walking over to where she'd placed her cloak and swinging it across her
shoulders again. "Great
I like complicated
"
Xena calmly secured the girth, before checking her horses' hooves. She'd
decided her royal robes were not too comfortable to travel in and had dug out one of her
older outfits, a set of black leather pants and a simple red shirt, which she'd covered
with some armour, for extra protection. It felt great, she had to admit, to be out of all
that fancy stuff. She used to enjoy getting into the most expensive robes she could find,
but that had also tired on her at a certain point, and these days she only dressed up for
special occasions. She hardly ever wore armour though, since it alarmed the people, the
proles fearing this meant war was near. Xena rolled her eyes. Yeah, I wish
She took the reigns in one hand, then pulled herself into the saddle. The large black
stallion reared, then restlessly moved a few steps backwards, trying to escape from the
warrior's control. A dark brown mare stepped up beside her and Pyrron shook his head at
the scene as Xena tried to get the animal to calm down. "We could still find a less
aggressive horse for you, great Conqueror
"
Xena laughed cheerfully, giving the stallion a nudge with her right foot to stop him from
turning. "Now what would be the fun in that?"
Pyrron rolled his eyes, then straightened in the saddle. "We're ready when you are,
Empress."
Xena glanced back at the twenty or so men behind her. Pyrron had indeed picked a small
escort for her. Good. She grinned, then pushed her horse forward into a gallop, racing
through the town gates at full speed. The air rushed past her, blowing back her hair and
she laughed at the sudden sense of freedom. Gods, she'd missed this
Horses' hooves clattered behind her as Pyrron caught up to her, his horse breathing
heavily. "I don't wish to annoy you, but I'm afraid your escort can't keep up."
Xena turned in the saddle to see her men riding a little way behind her, followed by her
regent's escort, the regent himself desperately holding on to the saddle to keep from
bouncing off. The conqueror chuckled, then pulled her horse back into a trot, the stallion
snorting wildly as she did so. Pyrron pulled back as well, then took his place beside the
conqueror.
Xena grinned as she heard the sighs of relief behind her as her men rode closer, then took
their positions in a circle around her. She let out another chuckle, taking a deep breath
of the dewy air. This was gonna be a good day.
After a few days of riding they neared the Macedonian border. Antheus had
been whining about why they were camping, why they couldn't just sleep in an inn
somewhere. One icy glare from Xena had shut him up for the rest of the trip however, and
now he was helplessly trying to improve his image, attempting to look macho is his fancy
armour.
They would reach Antheus's castle tomorrow afternoon somewhere, but there had been no sign
of any problems as yet. Xena suspected that the 'minor troublemakers' had picked up their
things and had taken off when they heard of her army riding north. Too bad really. The
Conqueror leaned forward in her chair, running a sharpening stone past her sword's already
sharp edge. She'd been entertained though, practising her troops, testing their skills on
the road.
A few more strokes and then she placed her sword back into its scabbard, putting it beside
her bed, before stripping off her leathers and crawling under the blankets. She lifted
herself up onto an elbow, then blew out the candle at her bedside before closing her eyes
and letting herself slip into slumber.
It was a violent dream, as most of her dreams were. Blood, fire everywhere. Lyceus's face
as he died, his eyes looking at her helplessly. Her mother's screams as she carried her
brother's body back into the inn. Tossing accusations at her, for not protecting him, for
letting him die.
The images twisted in her mind, taunting her
Then suddenly everything turned black,
dark
There were voices drifting through, but she couldn't recognise them or hear
what they were saying, the blurry sounds echoing around in the darkness. Then they
disappeared, making way for complete silence and through the silence was the sound of a
blade being pulled out of its sheath
In a flash she woke up, breathing heavily. Within moments she was standing beside her bed,
sword unsheathed. Her eyes flicked across the room, but there was no one
A shimmer as the moonlight reflected on something slammed into the wooden tent pole.
Xena's eyes widened slowly, staring at the dagger in disbelief. Slowly she reached out and
took hold of the finely decorated hilt, a silver dragon swirling up the metal.
"You send for me?"
A dagger seared past him, then embedded itself into a wooden pole that was lifting up the
edges of the tent with a thud. Pyrron's head shot aside to follow it, then he calmly
reached out and pulled the dagger out of the wood, regarding it with interest. "This
got past the guards?"
Xena simply glared at him, then straightened. "I guess we might get some competition
up here after all. Make sure the men are more alert next time."
Pyrron nodded. "It will be done." He studied the hilt closely. "Eastern
design. We don't see those a lot around here"
"No, we don't
" The Conqueror agreed calmly. "I'll have to inform my
regent of Chin about this when we're done
"
"Agreed." Pyrron nodded, then looked up at her. "I'm sorry about this,
Xena, I'll stay up myself tonight. This won't happen again."
Xena actually smiled at the infrequent mention of her name. "You're not to
blame." She considered her words for a moment, then looked back up at him. "I
didn't hear it either." Pyrron's eyebrows lifted.
"This is a professional, Pyrron. Make sure everyone is VERY alert."
"Absolutely." Pyrron bowed slightly, then turned and headed out of the tent,
towards his men.
Xena continued to pace around her tent for a while, settling her thoughts.
She'd realised she'd let her skills slip slightly because of lack of competition, but had
it really been that much? Had she really lost her ability to hear enemies approach? She
closed her eyes for a moment, focussing on her surroundings. Making out the steps of
horses' hooves as the army got ready to move into Macedonia, hearing the footsteps and
matching them to the people she knew without even trying hard. Pyrron's pace, the regent's
slouching
Xena shook her head softly. She should've heard
And why would
someone walk into her tent with a dagger only to leave it sticking in a piece of wood,
leaving her unharmed? It didn't make sense
.
With a shrug she discarded the problem and focussed on the present. Whoever did this would
pay. No one defied the conqueror and got away with it. The good thing was that there
actually was a formidable opponent waiting for her out there. Xena let a smile cross her
face, picking up her scabbard and clipping it onto her back. You want me? Come and get
me.
Xena let her gaze drift across the forest that was covering the slight
incline to their right. They were riding across a wide road, her regent's men in front, as
they knew the route better than her own men. The regent was pacing along beside her and
with every word he said she wondered why she had kept him in his job for as long as she
had. Now he was boasting proudly about some oppression he had heroically suppressed in
some small village in the far north. She'd given him several warning glances, but
unfortunately this guy's head was as thick as rock and he'd kept right on going. She'd
seriously considered taking his head off right here and now, but she'd decided to put this
off until she got to his castle. It got so messy and she still had quite some way to go
after all.
A sound alerted her and she focussed her eyes ahead, seeing a hooded figure standing in
the distance in the middle of the road. "Pyrron?"
Her advisor looked up at her. "My liege?"
"Look." Xena nodded in the direction of the figure standing up ahead.
Pyrron squinted then managed to make out the cloaked person as well, cocking his head.
"One? He could not possibly be wanting to defy a forty men army?"
Xena lifted a hand, pulling her forces to a halt.
"And then we charged down on them, cutting and
" The regent fell silent as
he found himself on his own. He looked back to where the conqueror's troops had stopped,
then turned his horse and trotted back. "Is something wrong, great Conqueror?"
"Do you know that person?"
Antheus followed her gaze and spotted the lone figure standing in the middle of the road,
waiting with arms crossed. "No." He shook his head simply, looking back, then
straightened. "But I'll take care of this problem for you, Conqueror."
Xena considered this for a moment, then smiled sweetly at him. "Go ahead."
He inclined his head towards her, then lifted his hands and ordered his troops to attack.
"Let's go!"
His guards raced forward. The hooded form reached behind and smoothly unsheathed a sword,
swiping it around comfortably. Xena watched with interest as the first of the regent's
soldiers neared at a frightening speed.
The cloaked one jumped up and kicked out with a booted foot, easily dismounting the man
from his saddle. In a blur of motion the next two ended up headless and a third was
slammed aside into a tree with negligent ease. The regent himself let out a yell and
thundered forward swiping his sword towards the hood, intent on taking off a head of his
own. But before his sword could even come close, his attacker had pulled into a flip,
flying over both sword and holder. Antheus pulled his horse back angrily and turned it
around harshly, only to see a sharp dagger flying straight at him. The metal thudded into
his chest and he stared at it in disbelief before Hades took him and his lifeless body
fell to the ground.
Xena watched the scene and chuckled wickedly. "Well, that takes care of one problem
for me."
Pyrron frowned his brows, then turned to look at her. "This is no mere thug, Empress.
This one isn't after gold or jewels. He's after you."
Xena grinned as her new nemesis took out the last few of the ex-regent's soldiers.
"Well, that'll be exactly what he's gonna get then. Stay here." And with that
she pushed her stallion into a canter, riding forward towards the hooded form, that was
patiently awaiting her arrival.
"But, Empress
" Pyrron attempted, then shook his head at the receding back
with a sigh.
Xena pulled her horse to a halt, then hopped off. Her hooded opponent made no attempt to
attack her just yet, the now bloodied sword lying calmly across a cloaked shoulder.
"So
" Xena managed a charming smile. "You're the minor problem Antheus
has informed me about."
An amused chuckle, then her opponent swiped back the hood. "Minor problems don't kill
off twenty men in mere moments."
Xena regarded her with interest. She was a small woman, merely reaching up to the
conqueror's shoulder, shortly trimmed blond hair and bright green eyes, darkening in held
back anger. The look seemed oddly familiar somehow.
"Remember me?"
Xena watched her for another moment, then drew her sword and judged the edges. "Can't
say I do."
Another humorless chuckle, then the woman lifted a hand, revealing a huge scar on the
inside of her wrist. "Do you remember this then? Do you remember sending me to my
death?"
Xena stared at the hand, then looked back at the woman's face. A grin found its way to the
surface as her memory showed her images of a time long ago. A young rebel. "You
spoke."
The metal came down harshly and Xena was barely able to bring up her own sword in time to
block it.
The woman overpowered her, in spite of her disadvantage in height. "I don't speak
much anymore. I've found other skills that are much more useful." She pulled her
sword back, then lunged out again, aiming at the conqueror's left, before spinning and
attacking her right.
Xena parried the rapid strikes, then attacked herself, lunging out towards the woman's
heart. Her sword was pushed aside easily however. Then an elbow slammed into her face,
making her stumble back.
"That's for my friends, who you had executed." Her attacker hissed, before
striking out again, managing to gash the conqueror's shoulder.
The sword came down on her once more, but this time Xena was prepared and she blocked it
with ease, before pushing back and pulling herself into a flip, jumping over her attacker.
She lunged her sword toward the warrior's head, but the woman lifted her own weapon and
caught it and Xena was barely able to pull back in time as she turned and a sword swung
towards the conqueror's stomach. She recovered quickly however and parried the following
blow. "Your little friends shouldn't have disobeyed me. They defied my authority and
paid the price for that."
"They fought against injustice." Was the snapped reply as her attacker jumped
over a low aimed strike. "They were good people and you killed them because of
it." All her strength was placed into the next blow and it forced Xena down, the
conqueror fighting hard to keep upright under the pressure. Not expecting the sudden shift
as the woman swiped out with one of her legs, knocking the Conqueror out of balance. She
fell, the grip on her sword loosening as she instinctively braced for impact with the hard
earth.
Xena wanted to push herself up but the edge of a sword stopped her motion. She stared up
in the enraged green eyes, as her nemesis changed the grip on her sword. She caught hold
of motion behind her attacker as Pyrron sped her men forward, but she ignored them and
stared up instead. "Well? Finish it."
Green eyes stared into hers intently, then the blonde shook her head softly. "No. Not
yet." She stated more to herself then to her victim. Then she sheathed her sword in a
flash and took off, whistling as she ran towards the forest. A large Palomino horse sped
towards her and she grabbed onto the saddle and jumped on as it kept its pace,
disappearing into the thick foliage.
Pyrron jumped off his horse before it had even stopped, running towards his fallen leader.
"Empress!"
Xena stood and calmly dusted herself off. "Well well
Now, wasn't that
interesting..." She laughed softly.
Pyrron looked at her and frowned. "Are you all right, my liege?"
"Perfect," Xena purred, looking at the now silent forest with a smirk.
"She's good."
"I'll say
" Pyrron muttered, frowning up at the grinning conqueror.
"And that does not worry you?"
"Worry?" Xena chuckled. "No way
This is a challenge, Pyrron, finally
someone who can pose a bit of a threat to me
" The conqueror's blue eyes glinted
in delight.
Pyrron watched her for a few moments, then let his eyes track to the forest's edge.
"Her style of fighting is very different from normal Greeks
It is more like
your style, Empress, more
" He searched for the word. "Flexible
"
"Intriguing, isn't it? And it gets better
" She flashed another grin at
him. "I send her to her death three years ago."
Pyrron blinked at her in disbelief. "But
"
"Apparently she has more lives then I thought. Not many can survive
crucifixion." Xena chuckled, taking her horse's reigns in her hand and pulling
herself back into the saddle. She tugged on the stallion's reigns, sending him further
down the path. "Pyrron, get some people to clean up the mess, OK?" She motioned
carelessly towards her regent's lifeless body.
Pyrron watched her go, the woman not even paying attention to the blood that was seeping
down her shoulder. "Yes, Empress
" He sighed, pointing at three of his men
and seeing them nod in understanding, before he pushed his horse forward as well, falling
in beside the warrior. "Forgive me for saying this, great Conqueror, but shouldn't
you be taking the threat this girl poses a bit more seriously?" He mumbled under his
breath, looking at the silent profile. "After all, she nearly killed you
"
"But she didn't
" Xena muttered. "She has every reason to want me
dead, but she didn't kill me
Twice now, she didn't kill me
" Xena shook
her head. "I wonder
"
But her wondering was cut short when one of the soldiers riding ahead of her called out to
them, pointing towards one of the trees at the side of the road. Pyrron rode up to the
tree, spotting a note held up by a wooden pin. He held the note and removed the pin,
tossing it away negligently, Xena catching it as it shifted through the air before her.
"I have spared you today in honor of my mentor. Next time you will not be so
fortunate. Leave now, or suffer the consequences." He read, frowning his brows.
"Well, she's definitely sure of herself
"
But Xena didn't hear him, staring at the hairpin in her hand numbly. The wood, curving up
at the end into a bird's head. She let her finger's slide over its surface. Lao Ma
The girl knew Lao Ma
"Empress?"
The tone in Pyrron's voice was doubtful and she looked up at him, considering her options
for a moment. "Pyrron, lead the men to the castle for me, will ya?"
Dark brows frowned. "Excuse me? Conqueror, I
"
"I have to deal with something first." She stated, then pushed her stallion
forward, up the sloping hillside towards the forest.
Pyrron watched her take off, then shook his head motioning the troops to move on down the
road. He realised trying to change her mind or stop her would only get him into trouble.
If the conqueror was set on something, she was going to get it done
No matter
what
Xena crouched down, her eyes flicking across her now dark surroundings.
She'd been chasing this woman for candlemarks now, every track she had found leading to a
dead end. She took a deep breath, sniffing the now cold air. She closed her eyes,
breathing in again, then she smelled the scent of burning wood, far off somewhere
She took a few paces forward, and noticed it got stronger. Slowly, carefully, she crawled
closer, until she spotted a small campfire through the foliage, the flames reflecting off
a Palamino horse standing quietly in the small clearing. A woman was standing beside the
horse, brushing it with quiet strokes, mumbling conversationally to the animal. Xena took
a few steps closer, then crouched down again. She watched the two for any sign that they
were aware of her presence, and when she was sure they weren't, she moved forward quietly,
wanting to get close enough to
Suddenly a snap sounded beneath her feet and before she knew what was happening a rope
twisted around her ankle and a branch above her veered up, sweeping her off her feet and
lifting her up, until she was dangling upside down.
The blond woman turned around calmly, regarding her prey. "Hey, Argo, look what I
just caught..." She commented to the mare, who snorted in dismay. She gave the horse
a pat, then walked closer to the dangling conqueror, crossing her arms.
"Nice touch." The woman in question grinned charmingly, hanging comfortably by
one leg, her armour blinking dully in the light emanating from the fire. "You have a
really nice view from up here, actually
"
Green eyes narrowed. "I've warned you, twice now
"
"I'm a bit hard hearing."
"Apparently." Her opponent watched her calmly. "I never thought the great
conqueror would be captured so easily."
"Captured?" Xena looked stricken, then looked up at the rope tied around her
ankle. "Oh, you mean this being tied up thing
" She shot a smile at the
woman before her, then in a flash she managed to grab onto the rope with a hand and pull
herself up, crouching down on the branch only moments later. "How's that? Live up to
your expectations?"
The warrior seemed unimpressed however, fluently unsheathing her sword and glancing up at
the conqueror guardedly.
Xena chuckled, looking down in amusement. "Aggressive little thing, aren't ya?"
"You seem intent on ending up dead. Let's just get this over with." Was the
simple reply.
"Oh, but that's not why I'm here
" Xena shook her head, then hopped out of
the tree, landing in front of her. "Just wanna have a friendly chat, that's all
Make you an offer
"
A snort. "What could you possibly offer me?" The blonde kept the edge of her
sword pointed at Xena, carefully watching her every move.
"Oh, you'd be surprised, Gabrielle
It is Gabrielle, isn't it?"
"Friends call me that, yes
"
Another low chuckle. "Tch
touchy
"
"Stop joking around and get to the point." Gabrielle snapped, eyes narrowing
dangerously.
The conqueror managed another charming smile. "You intrigue me
"
A blond eyebrow raised at this, but the woman refrained from comment.
"I haven't had any real competition for some time around here
These are boring
times, you see
But you
" A low laugh. "You might just be able to
liven things up a little
"
Gabrielle twisted the sword around in her hand. "So
?"
"So
I want you to come to Athens with me
Become my sparring
partner
"
Green eyes widened, then the woman just shook her head in disbelief. "You're
deluded."
"There's some really nice benefits to this little deal, you know?"
"Don't even try
" Gabrielle growled, narrowing her eyes dangerously.
"I don't give a damn about the benefits
"
"Not even if this benefit is five feet tall, has red hair, nice blue eyes, is bit
older than you probably
"
A moment of silence. "T
Thalia?" The blonde managed, staring at her in
disbelief.
"Friend of yours, is she?" Xena shook her head. "Now that's an amazing
coincidence, don't you agree?"
"What have you done to her?" Gabrielle's growled, dangerously tightening her
hold on her sword.
"Nothing
" The conqueror blinked innocently. "And I won't even think
of harming her
As long as you cooperate."
Green eyes judged her for a long moment. "You're lying
"
"Oh no, I can assure you, I'm not
Of course, I could bring you a finger, or
other non-vital bodypart to prove
" Xena ducked away with a chuckle as the
blonde's sword swung at her. "Now now, that's not gonna get you anywhere
"
Gabrielle took a deep breath, calming herself for a moment and ordering her thoughts.
"What do you want?"
"I wanna play a game
" The conqueror let a grin cross her face. "You
come with me to Athens and spar with me. If you manage to survive a full month without me
killing you in a match, I let your little friend go and you two can go off and create
havoc together
"
"And if I don't
?"
Xena shrugged. "She dies. If you lose, she dies. If you try to kill me, she dies. If
you refuse my offer, she dies
"
Gabrielle regarded her quietly for a moment. "Well, you leave me little choice, don't
you?" She flexed her grip around her sword, thinking. "These battles are only
one on one, with you
If anybody else kills me, or you send troops to take me down,
Thalia lives
" She demanded, meeting bright blue eyes.
The conqueror considered this, then nodded. "Naturally
"
"Very well then." Gabrielle turned away and walked back toward her fire. "I
will meet you tomorrow at dawn on the road to Athens. As soon as we reach the city I want
to see Thalia to prove she actually is alive
"
"But of course
" Xena chuckled cheerfully, already looking forward to the
coming month of constant entertainment. "Anything you say
"
Hateful green eyes glanced at her for a moment, then the warrior stared back at her fire,
seemingly ignoring the conqueror's presence completely. Xena grinned, then wiggled her
fingers in goodbye, before disappearing into the night. "See you in the morning,
Gabrielle."
"You did what?!"
Xena sharply raised an eyebrow at her advisor.
Pyrron took a breath. "Excuse me. Let me rephrase that: Oh great Empress
You
did what?!"
The conqueror chuckled. "You heard me the first time, Pyrron."
The advisor sagged back in his chair. "I was afraid of that
" Brown eyes
looked up and regarded her. "You do realise you are taking great risks here, don't
you?"
"Of course I realise." Xena grinned, swiping a piece of meat off her plate and
popping it into her mouth. "That's why I'm doing it
"
"You're putting this woman, that obviously hates you, in a perfect position to kill
you
What makes you think she won't snap?"
Xena shrugged. "I've got her buddy in my dungeons. By the way, I forgot to thank you
for that." She gave him a thumbs up as she chewed on a bit of bread, then swallowed.
"That was an excellent idea of yours, keeping one of them rebels in spare in case
someone decided to start that whole resistance thing again."
"Well, that's why I am your advisor, Empress. I do, rarely, have some good
suggestions. And another of these suggestions is to forget about this girl and head back
to Athens."
The conqueror stretched, getting up from the table with a grin and circling around it,
walking closer to her advisor. "Pyrron, do you remember the last
time I got really, really bored?"
Her advisor sighed heavily at the memory. "Yes, Empress."
"Do you want that to happen again?"
"No, Empress."
"Good." Xena smiled brightly, looking down at him. "Than you'll let me keep
my new toy and not whine about it."
Pyrron tossed up his hands. "Conqueror, you know that I have nothing to say about the
choices that you make. And if you think this is the right course of action, than I'll
except that
All I'm telling you is that this is a threat to your well being and I
ask you to reconsider, for your own safety."
Xena crossed her arms. "Well, I'm touched..." She drawled, getting her advisor
to roll his eyes. "But Pyrron, believe it or not, bringing this girl to Athens is not
just for my own entertainment." The conqueror settled on the edge of the table.
"Do you remember when I told you about the power I saw in Chin?"
"The power to destroy things without even getting near them?"
Xena nodded. "That's the one
This kid is the student of the woman that
possesses that power
"
Her advisor cocked his head. "You think she has the power too?"
A shrug. "Maybe, I don't know yet. But I think you agree with me that if she
does, we need to keep her under our control."
"Naturally." Pyrron nodded, staring ahead of him pensively. "But would
taking her into your palace be a wise decision then? If she could destroy it with a mere
thought?"
"You forget we have her friend in our dungeons. She won't harm us as long as there is
a change of us harming her friend." Xena informed him
Pyrron glanced up at her. "You've thought this through, I hear."
The conqueror grinned smugly. "Do I ever make rash decisions?" Her advisor
raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh well, maybe I do." She flashed him a devious
smile. "But this plan is full proof, Pyrron, I assure you
I fight her and learn
all those little tricks she used to beat me today and then I turn them against her and
kill her before the month is due. Piece of cake
"
"Unless she has this special gift." Pyrron corrected.
"True
" Xena agreed quietly. "And if she has the power, stronger
measures will be required. I'm sure a shamaness could stir up something to waste
her
"
Her advisor looked up in dismay. "I wish you would not deal with that Alti woman,
Empress. She will betray you if it suits her purpose."
"I know that." Xena stated, pushing herself off the table's edge and took a few
paces towards the door, before turning and facing her advisor. "But she needs me,
Pyrron. She may have 'great spiritual powers' " Xena dropped her voice to a raspy
growl in an excellent imitation of the shamaness in question. "But as far as the
physical world goes, she is an easy prey. As long as she stays on my team, she'll be
protected, and she knows that."
"Hmm
" Pyrron crossed his arms, still not looking too pleased. "Just
watch your back, Empress, you have a lot of threats surrounding you at this moment."
"I don't have to watch my back." Xena gave him a grin over her shoulder as she
pulled the door open. "That's what you're here for."
Pyrron watched her go with a sigh. "Hopeless case
The woman is absolutely a
hopeless case." He commented to the empty hallway.
Sometimes
The man shook his head. Sometimes he wondered why he was
still sticking around
But then again, the conqueror wasn't as bad as everyone
made her out to be. Of course she was quite strict and a tad ruthless, but because
of that, this empire had been peaceful for years now. There were no wars, there was hardly
any criminality, there was more than enough food to go around, unemployment rates were low
and any job the conqueror provided was well paid for
People might not like the
strict rules, but they did provide safety and prosperity. Sometimes the conqueror just got
a bit out of hand because she was bored, like now. But that's why she hired him, after
all, to take precautions to insure the damages were limited. It wasn't a bad job really,
the salary was good, his children lived in the luxury and safety of the conqueror's
palace, he was respected by the entire household
And of course there was the fact
that the Empress was gorgeous. And that he sometimes had to bother her with important
information, while she was in the middle of a bath
A grin slowly crossed his face. Oh yeah, he loved his job
He really, really loved
his job.
"Maybe she's not gonna show
" Pyrron suggested hopefully as
he glanced down the road. There was still no sign of the warrior woman as of yet, even
though they'd been riding for an hour or so now.
"Be patient." The conqueror muttered to him in a content tone as she closed her
eyes and drank in the sunlight that was pouring down. "She'll be here
"
Pyrron shot the woman a look, then let out a breath, returning his eyes to the road. Well,
at least the conqueror was happy. Which meant he wouldn't get any daggers tossed at him
for some time to come
That was good
A low chuckle sounded beside him and the advisor looked at his Empress
again. She still had her eyes closed, but a delighted grin was now creeping onto her face.
"I hear with my little ear
" Twinkling blue eyes opened and looked up the
hillside.
Pyrron let his eyes follow hers until he too spotted a lone figure on a large golden
horse, descending towards the road slowly. "Oh goody
" The man muttered,
judging the grim features on the girl's face. She was dressed in a pair of leather pants
and a green top with a swirly red and gold, Chinese design. Under the fabric he saw
muscles tensed in concentration, ready to swipe out at anything that breathed wrong.
"Great
Just great
"
"Now be nice, Pyrron." Xena purred at him, then returned her eyes to the
approaching warrior. "Well, hi there, Gabby. So glad you could join us." She
shot a charming smile at the blonde, whose green eyes met hers for a short
moment, silent hatred shining through very clearly. Gabrielle turned her horse so she rode
beside Pyrron, the man forming a barrier between her and the conqueror. She focused her
eyes on the road ahead, not dignifying Xena's greetings with an answer.
The conqueror looked at her for a moment, smiling. "Let me introduce
my
advisor to you. Pyrron, meet Gabrielle."
Pyrron inclined his head politely. "Ma'am."
Gabrielle looked up at him, managing a smile. "I would say it's a pleasure meeting
you
But I really hate to lie
"
Xena laughed loudly at this, giving Pyrron a pat on the shoulder. "Don't take it
personal, old man."
"I'm not." Her advisor stated calmly. "After all, her dislike of me is only
the result of my being associated with you."
Xena laid her hand over her heart, giving her advisor a hurt expression. "Well,
ouch
" She chuckled. "It's a good thing I'm in such a great mood, Pyrron,
otherwise you might have been in trouble now."
"If you had not been in a good mood, great Conqueror, I would not have said such a
thing."
"You're so smart." Xena grinned at him tolerantly. "But then again, that's
why you are where you are, aren't you?"
"That's an empirical question, I take it?" Brown eyes glanced at her with a
small glint in them, then faced forward again.
"Oh, naturally." The conqueror chuckled, settling back in the saddle
contentedly.
A few moments of silence passed, then Xena decided it was about time she was provided with
some entertainment. "So, now that we're all introduced
How about we get to know
each other better, huh?" Green eyes turned into her direction for a moment, then
resumed their staring into the distance. "Well, Gabrielle, you should be a bit more
enthusiastic. It'll be fun, really
How about we do a round of questions, hmm? I'm
sure you're dying to know how Pyrron got that nice scar on the side of his neck."
Brown eyes narrowed at her and her advisor lowered his voice. "Empress
"
"Oh now, don't be shy, Pyrron
" She grinned up at Gabrielle, who was
regarding the scene uninterestedly. "C'mon, Gab, ask him. It's a great
story
"
A moment of silence as Gabrielle let her eyes flick from one to the other,
considering her options. "If I play along, can I ask you questions?"
The conqueror spread her arms in invitation. "But of course
I play fair, you
know? I'll even let you start
How's that?"
Green eyes studied her for another moment, then Gabrielle nodded. "When you sentence
people to their deaths, do you enjoy it?"
Xena laughed softly, then fell silent, considering this question seriously for a moment.
"Sometimes." Was finally her quiet response. "It depends on what they did
to deserve their punishment."
Gabrielle snorted at this, the bitterness showing in her eyes.
"But what you're really asking is did I enjoy your sentencing
" Xena went
on, her mind prying in her memories. "And I didn't really
I didn't care much,
it was just something that had to be done."
"Had to be done?!" The woman's voice shot up now. "All I did was say some
things that you did not agree with!"
"If I allow one act of disobedience to go unpunished another will follow
And
another and another, which will eventually lead to complete chaos
Which is fun, of
course
" Xena grinned deviously. "But my advisor here would probably not
appreciate this turn of events all too much
Right, Pyrron?"
"Correct, Empress." Pyrron returned politely, trying to keep his part in
this conversation as limited as possible.
"There you have it
" Xena waved a hand at her advisor. "So you see,
Gabrielle, you were merely an example for the good of the community
Nothing
personal, really
"
"For the good of the community?" A blonde eyebrow raised. "What good
has
?"
"Nuhuh
" Xena waved a finger at her, cutting off her sentence. "You
had your question. My turn." She shot a smile at the warrior. "So tell me, how
is my old friend Lao Ma doing these days? Still trying to fix hopeless cases, I take
it?" She stated, giving the woman a meaningful look.
Green eyes bore into hers with an intensity that would have frightened anyone else.
"No, she's not."
"Really?" The conqueror chuckled. "Well good for her, now she
can
"
"She's dead."
Xena immediately fell silent, her eyes widening. "Dead?" She swallowed, trying
to get rid of the uncharacteristic lump in her throat. Her mind was still spinning around
the words. How could Lao Ma be dead? The woman was a mortal goddess. She had powers no one
could ever stand up against
Then how
? "How?" She spoke the question
out loud.
Green eyes glanced at her. "I've already answered your question. I think
it's
"
"How?" Xena hissed, her voice dropping dangerously.
Blond eyebrows raised in mild surprise and green eyes looked into hers. Xena managed to
push any emotions away from the surface and produced an icy stare. Gabrielle,
unthreatened, stared back at her with interest for another moment, then returned her eyes
to the road. "I went to the market one day for some herbs. When I
returned
" Gabrielle took a breath, closing her eyes. "When I returned her
throat had been slit. A dagger was lying beside her
It had a green dragon swirling
up the blade
"
"Ming Tien." Xena's eyes narrowed as she remembered the boy and his disrespect
for Lao Ma.
"He was the only one who could manage to get close enough. She could not kill her own
son
" A short pause as Gabrielle's gaze hardened. "But I could."
Xena looked at the woman. "You killed him?" A firm nod was her answer. Xena took
a breath, straightening. "Good."
Green eyes turned to her. "Why would you care? You betrayed
her
"
"That was never my intention." The conqueror stated, not meeting the warrior's
eyes. "She and I had different views on how to lead an empire." A short moment
as Xena considered her words. "But she was a good person. I'm sorry to hear she
died."
Gabrielle watched the silent profile, then managed a small nod, before looking forward
once more.
Pyrron glanced from one to the other. The conqueror's sad reaction to the news of the
death of this Lao Ma surprised him, to say the least. When he glanced over at her now, he
could see the conflicting emotions pass before her eyes. He'd learned to read the
Conqueror's moods quite efficiently, because of which he managed to avoid many conflicts,
but this
He studied his Empress silently. This emotion was new, not seen by him
before
Hurt? He frowned. Maybe
He turned his head and looked at the blonde woman riding quietly beside him, regarding her
quietly until green eyes tracked aside and met his. The woman raised an eyebrow, which
reminded him so much of the Conqueror, it was frightening. He managed a smile for her,
then hastily studied the road before him once more. The conqueror had picked the wrong toy
to play with, Pyrron realised, shivering as he felt the icy eyes beside him judging him
intently. This woman was capable of causing more trouble than either the Conqueror or
himself had anticipated.
When night fell they'd set up camp near a small waterhole. While normally she would've sat around the campfire for a while with her men, trading warstories to liven the mood, tonight Xena had immediately returned to her tent. The conqueror swivelled the wine around in her glass, staring at the red liquid numbly. This was her She paused for a moment, thinking. Seventh glass? Or was it her eight? She shrugged, skulling the rest of its contents. It didn't matter. The alcohol was soothing, making her brain just a tad fuzzy so she couldn't think so clearly about the events of the day. It had started off so nice though, playing around a bit, but then The conqueror leaned back in her chair, pouring herself another glass of the cold red liquid. Why did this news about Lao Ma upset her so much? It wasn't like she'd seen the woman in years, or if she'd left under such great circumstances If the blasted woman had only let her kill the brat, she'd be alive now They could have ruled the world together Even back then, Borias had just been a convenient third party, someone she used because he had more resources than she did But Lao Ma Xena shook her head, twirling the glass between her fingers. She'd loved Lao Ma. The woman had seen parts of the warrior princess that Xena had forgotten she even had.
She made her feel things again. Which had been terribly frightening, but, in a way, it had also been a relief. Just for a moment she was able to think about things of her past and not feel hatred
A sigh as she remembered their last moments together, just after Lao Ma
had used her powers against her.
"You're a fool! He'll betray you!" Xena breathed heavily, scrambling to her
feet.
Lao Ma regarded her calmly. "That does not matter."
"How can it not matter?" The warrior stepped closer, locking eyes with her.
"He threats you like you're filth. How can you love him?"
Brown eyes regarded her quietly, then Lao Ma let out a breath, dropping her head. "I
was hoping I could change you, Xena. But I see you have not heard anything I've been
trying to tell you."
Xena shook her head. "I have listened. But all this inner peace
" Xena
tossed up her hands. "It makes no sense
You make no sense to me."
"So be it." The woman looked defeated, hurt.
"I
" Xena took a breath. "I didn't mean that the way it sounded, I
just mean
"
"I know what you mean." Lao Ma interrupted her, managing a smile. "But when
I look at you I see someone capable of so much more
" She shook her head.
"I was hoping I could lead you off the path you're following." She reached out
and touched the warrior's cheek, forcing their eyes to meet. "You're walking towards
the edge of nowhere, Xena. I was hoping I could be the one to make you see that
But
I'm not
"
The warrior looked at her, her dark eyebrows frowning in confusement.
"You don't have to understand." Lao Ma smiled at her, then reached forward and
gently kissed the warrior's forehead. "Go. Do what you have to do
"
Xena blinked. "But
"
"Go." Lao Ma turned her back to her, the soft sound of silk robes sliding across
one another. "Goodbye Xena."
It had hurt
Gods, it had hurt. And a part of her had wanted nothing more then to run
after the woman and drop down at her feet, but her pride would not allow it and she turned
around, walking out of the house of Lao, Borias following close behind.
A soft tap on her tent made her look up. "Yes?"
Pyrron walked inside and bowed at her politely. "Empress
"
Xena regarded him quietly, raising an eyebrow at him.
"I only wanted to inform you that I have given the girl a tent of her own and have
placed three guards at her door. For
protection purposes."
Xena chuckled, taking another sip of her wine. "You're protecting her? It's not like
she can't kick any attackers into next week, Pyrron."
"I was actually thinking of your protection, Conqueror. They are mostly there to keep
an eye on her. Just in case
"
"Hmm
" Xena considered this. "I doubt that'll do any good, but it
can't hurt, I guess
" She lifted the bottle, waving it at him. "Want
some?"
Her advisor seemed to consider this for a moment, then he nodded and settled in a chair
opposite his empress, watching her fill a glass and hand it to him. "Thank
you
" He took a small sip, then settled back in his seat, watching the woman
across from him. "You seem
unsettled, Empress. Not quite yourself..."
Xena narrowed her eyes at him for a moment, then sighed in defeat, knowing her advisor had
seen through her once again. "When you hear someone you used to know has died, you
don't always do things that that fit the image others have for you, Pyrron."
A brown eyebrow raised at her. "This Lao Ma slammed you into a brick wall, did she
not?"
"It's
" Xena closed her eyes, settling back in her chair with a sigh.
"It's complicated
"
"Naturally." Her advisor crossed his arms. "Forgive me for saying this,
Empress, but with you nothing is ever simple."
Blue eyes regarded him for a moment, then Xena chuckled ruefully.
"True, I guess
" The conqueror folded her hands around the glass.
"Keeps life interesting, right?"
"Interesting and dangerous."
"Interesting and dangerous go hand in hand," Xena pointed out calmly, closing
her eyes. "You need a bit of danger to spice life up a little. Otherwise you'll just
end up like all those ignorant peasants who think they are happy, but really have no idea
what happiness is
"
"And you're saying you know what happiness is, Empress?"
Xena considered this for a moment, then chuckled. "No
" she admitted.
"But at least I know what hatred is
At least I've known extremes. At least I'm
living life, not letting life live me."
Pyrron regarded her quietly for a moment. "And did this 'living'
bring you closer to your goals?"
A dark eyebrow lifted. "What goals?"
"Well, we all have goals in life, don't we? Things we want to achieve
"
Xena grinned. "I used to want to take over Rome. I sacked Rome
Then my goal was
to take over Gaul, so I took Gaul. Chin, Egypt, Persia
I'm out of continents to
conquer, Pyrron. I have no more goals."
"You're only goal in life is to conquer?" The advisor asked, glancing up at
her. Xena shrugged. "It's what I'm good at. And I think we should all do what
we're good at
" She grinned. "That's why you think up all those nice rules
and I kick people's butts when they don't follow the rules."
Pyrron laughed softly. "Works well enough
"
"Exactly." The conqueror nodded, sagging onto her bed and lying down.
"Because we both do what we do best. It's the law of The Conqueror. Doith what thy
doith best and thy shall prosper."
"I should write that one down." Her advisor grinned, taking another sip of his
wine, then he cocked his head at her. "How about this girl then?
This
Gabrielle
What is she good at?"
Xena folded her hands behind her head, staring up at the blue fabric of her tent.
"She is good at creating trouble
And I am good at solving trouble
"
She chuckled, her blue eyes twinkling. "You see, Pyrron, we're a perfect match."
Gabrielle paced around her tent restlessly. Great Gab, just great She sighed, sagging down in a chair and leaning back. You come here to exact your revenge on her and you end up being her slave of the month Where did this plan go wrong, huh?
The warrior leaned her elbows on her knees and hid her face in her hands. Thalia. That's where the plan went wrong. Gods, if Thalia was alive She stood again, pacing restlessly. If Thalia was alive she might have a chance to make things right or at least, some things.
Gabrielle let out a breath, deciding she'd had enough of this tent. She
didn't like being inside. Through her travels back to Greece she'd gotten used to sleeping
outdoors, under the stars. She liked the open spaces, where her vision and hearing weren't
blocked by walls or fabric.
Gabrielle looked up, seeing the shadows of her 'guards' moving around the tent. Protection,
right, I bet
Those soldiers weren't there for her safe being, she knew that, she
wasn't stupid. They were here to make sure she stayed put. The warrior chuckled. Yeah,
as if. She dragged over her chair and placed it in the middle of the room, pulling a
dagger from her boot and soundlessly cutting a hole in the top of the tent. The moonlight
poked it's way inside, showing her the outline of the trees surrounding their camp, the
large branch hanging over her tent. Too easy. She grinned, picking up her whip and
flipping it upward, watching the end wrap itself around the branch.
Moments later she crouched down on the branch, watching the soldiers with a tolerant
smile. Nice try boys. She informed them silently, before walking towards the edge
of the branch, waiting until it veered up under her wait and jumping off toward the next
branch.
With a soft thud she landed on the ground, hidden in the shadows. Laughing sounded from
the group sitting around the campfire, one of the soldiers standing and relating some
heroic tale with excessive handgestures. "Bet he'd have never gotten into the
academy." Gabrielle muttered, glancing at the man with a bored expression. Not that
it mattered, since the academy had been shut since The Conqueror had taken over Athens.
The arts were a danger to any tyrant, Gabrielle knew, since stories and plays had the
power to influence the people.
Green eyes flicked over the camp. The Conqueror's tent was easily spotted,
since it was the largest and the fanciest. She wasn't interested in going there though.
Not that she hadn't considered doing through with her initial plan anyway and just taking
the Conqueror's head off
Gods it was tempting,
But she couldn't risk it. If
Thalia was alive she had to at least know where she was to start thinking up a plan to get
her out. Killing the Empress now would be foolish
Gabrielle let out a breath, then
focused on a large tent a bit closer. One guard was standing in front of the opening, a
spear balancing in his hand and a bored expression on his face. Gabrielle grinned
wickedly. Easy target.
Tamon stared ahead of him. He liked horses, he really did
But putting 'm in a tent
and guarding 'm? That was sorta slightly over the edge for him. The conqueror was crazy
about her horses though, she treated the blasted beasts with more respect than most of her
soldiers. Like him, for instance. Here he was, a loyal soldier to the legions of the
Empress, always been complete trustworthy
And he was out here trying to stay awake
after a long day of travel, while those animals in there were lying around in the comfort
of their own tent. Tamon kicked up some dust with the toe of his boot. Stupid
Suddenly he heard a soft rustling to his right. The grip on his spear tightened and he
gazed at the spot. Another sound, and now he could see the twigs of a small bush move
slightly. An animal maybe? Tamon frowned. Not likely, this close to camp
Carefully
he took a few paces towards the noise. "Hey? Anybody there?"
There was no reply, then another sound caught his attention, a bit further away.
"Hey!" He ran towards the sound, jumping over the bushes and
"Sorry about that." Gabrielle murmured cheerfully to the now unconscious guard,
tying his hands together with a piece of rope, then wrapping another piece over his mouth.
She considered her options for a moment, then took another longer piece of rope and tied
it around his legs, then swung the other end over a branch. Moments later the soldier was
dangling upside down from the tree, Gabrielle watching her contraption contentedly for a
moment, then she turned away from him, walking towards the tent.
"Psst. Argo?"
The mare's head shot up at the familiar voice. She neighed softly as she spotted her
rider.
"Hey girl." Gabrielle walked closer, patting the mare on the neck. "Did
they take good care of you, hmm?" She got in the box beside the horse, leaning down
and checking her hooves. "Not bad
" She straightened again, combing a hand
through the horse's manes. "I'll make sure they don't hurt you, Argo
I'm sorry
about this, girl
"
A snort.
"Yeah, I wish we could get out of here too
But we have to save an old friend of
mine first, OK?"
Argo gave Gabrielle a gentle shove.
"Oh, now don't get jealous." Gabrielle chuckled softly. "You're still my
bestest buddy, you know that."
The mare produced another snort, nuzzling the warrior's tunic.
Gabrielle smiled at her horse, gently stroking her neck. "You're a good friend,
Argo
" She leaned her head against the horse's side. "You're my only
friend."
A sound made her head shot up. Footsteps. Getting closer. She judged the
rhythm, the heaviness, then deducted who it had to be.
She considered hiding for a moment, then decided against it. It'd teach the stupid tyrant
to station guards near her tent
Xena lifted an eyebrow at the guard's absence. The incompetence these
days
Xena rolled her eyes. Like it was so hard to guard a couple of horses now and
then. It wasn't
Her sensitive hearing picked up sounds inside
Wasn't her guard though, the movements
were much lighter, but obvious, like the intruder wanted to be heard. Xena carefully
walked closer, then stuck her head inside, peering into the darkness.
A smile tugged at her face as she spotted the woman brushing down her horse with solid
strokes. "Well, fancy meeting you here
"
Eyes looked up at her for a moment, the moonlight reflecting coldly of the green irises.
Then she refocused on her task.
Xena grinned, stepping inside fully, walking towards the dark stallion standing in a box
near Gabrielle's mare. "I thought I'd posted a guard in front of these stables
You don't happen to know where he went, do you?"
The woman shrugged. "Haven't got a clue
But I'm sure he's hanging around
somewhere."
"Of course
" The conqueror chuckled, fishing a piece of carrot out of her
pocket and handing it to her horse. "There ya go, boy." She patted the
stallion's neck. "Good job today."
She turned around and leaned back against a wooden panel, crossing her arms and regarding
her companion. "I thought Pyrron had placed guards around your tent."
"He did," Gabrielle stated calmly, kneeling down and cleaning Argo's legs.
Xena laughed softly. "And you probably have no idea where they went either,
right?"
"They didn't go anywhere," the blonde said, tickling her horses belly and
getting an indignant snort in return.
"I see
" Blue eyes watched her intently. "Not that I'm surprised, mind
you
Pyrron insisted on the guards, I told him it was pointless, but you know
Pyrron
"
"I'm glad you have so much faith in my abilities
" Gabrielle stated
blankly, getting some tangles out of Argo's tail.
"Someone who can sneak into my room without me hearing it can most certainly get away
from some young soldiers." The conqueror deducted, pushing off the panel and walking
a few steps closer. "Nice horse, by the way. Argo, right?"
Gabrielle nodded, not looking up.
Xena looked at the mare, who was watching her with interest. "Now tell me, Argo,
what's a nice horse like you doing hanging around a girl like this, huh?" She dug up
another piece of carrot and held it out to the horse. "Here
Want some?"
Brown eyes regarded her suspiciously.
"Ah, come on
You know you want to
" Xena burred in a low voice,
holding the vegetable a bit closer.
Argo leaned over, then shifted her head, giving the conqueror's hand a shove. The carrot
flew up, hitting Xena squarely in the forehead, before falling down and dropping onto the
sand.
Gabrielle worked hard to suppress a grin.
"Oh, funny
" The conqueror drawled, giving the horse an amused look
nevertheless. "Very funny
Aren't we the tough horsie? But then again, like
rider like horse, they say right?" She smirked at Gabrielle, who pretended to ignore
her. "Well, I get the feeling my presence is not appreciated here, so I'll get going.
I do suggest you get back to your tent sometime soon, Gabrielle. It'll be a looooong day
tomorrow." She gave the warrior a charming smile, then turned and headed out the
tent.
Gabrielle let out a breath in frustration. Gods, that woman was annoying. If she would
just get mad, if she'd just even be slightly shocked by the fact that her prisoner had
managed pass by four guards
But the conqueror was just so damn
smug. Yeah,
that's what she was
smug
Gabrielle grimaced, giving Argo a final pat and then
exiting the stables herself. This woman made no sense to her whatsoever, and that was
getting on Gabrielle's nerves. She didn't understand what the woman's motives were,
tolerating her constant disrespect like this
She seemed more amused then annoyed by
it
From the looks of it, this was gonna be the most horrible month of her life
Being crusified was tough to top, but she was sure the conqueror would think of
something
The blonde grumbled as she strode to the camp towards her tent.
"Night." She commented to the guard standing near the tentflap, leaning on his
spear, half asleep.
He head shot up and he blinked, wide open eyes tracking her as she moved past him and into
her tent. "But
We
" He watched as the tentflap swung shut behind her.
"Huh?
Xena stretched as the twitter of the first birds echoed through camp. They
wouldn't travel on until daybreak, but the conqueror got up anyway, always enjoying the
quietness of the early morning. She pushed herself up, swinging her legs over the edge of
the bed and standing up. It was still dark when she exited her tent, dressed in a light
tunic, tied off with a heavy black leather belt, her sword strapped across her back. Not
that she needed it, really, but she liked the feel of the weapon, liked having it around,
just in case. Xena took a moment to stretch her muscles, considering her options. A run
seemed a nice way to start the day, so she took off towards the forest's edge at an easy
pace, increasing her speed as she reached a small path leading into the woods.
Xena inhaled deeply, sniffing up the fresh smells of the young, spring leaves and the
musty moss, covered in morning dew. The path was narrow, curving around trees and bushes,
but that just made it all the more interesting, the conqueror told herself, hopping over a
few protruding roots. She used to go out running back in Athens as often as her schedule
would allow, but she knew all the roads there now. She could run them blindfolded at top
speed. She'd done just that, actually, attempting to make the track more interesting.
Didn't work though
The conqueror widened her strides, picking up the pace as she ran down a small slope.
Through the dense foliage she could spot the first soft rays of morning light. Another day
had begun. Xena actually found herself smiling at the prospect, something she hadn't done
in quite some time. Her day to day life of the past few years had been boring and
eventless. She was a thrill seeker, she had often explained to Pyrron. She needed
challenges to make her life interesting, she needed opposition. Her advisor then
deadpanned she should just fire him in that case, considering his job was to make sure she
got as little opposition as possible. Xena grinned, hopping up and grabbing onto a lower
branch, letting her speed swing her up until she was crouching on the outstretched piece
of wood. She liked him though. A jump and she was balancing on the branch of the next
tree. He was smart, and confident, and he didn't fear her
Well, at least not as much
as normal people did. And that was good, because it made sure he gave her honest advise
and was not just saying things to suck up to her. She appreciated that about him, though
she sometimes wished he'd keep his advise to himself from time to time.
The conqueror hopped across a few more trees before dropping back to the ground and
continuing her run. Like his well meant advise to leave her new warrior friend alone. Xena
rolled her eyes. That was no fun. Some people were made to be toyed with, but Pyrron
didn't seem to grasp that concept. Besides, she liked the kid. Her attempts to tick off
the Conqueror had been very amusing, to say the least. She reminded Xena of herself when
she was younger, all spunky and ambitious. But this kid had to power to back it up, which
Xena hadn't when she'd been her age
Did she think Gabrielle had Lao Ma's power?
Nah
Xena shook her head at the question. Lao Ma's powers were based on peace and
putting a halt to wanting and hating
And the blonde most certainly didn't have that
sense of calmt. Maybe she'd had it before, but she most certainly did not now
Still,
for all her fighting skills, she was a worthy opponent. It was really a waste she'd have
to kill her in the end
Xena had no doubt she'd defeat the warrior before the month
was over. She was a quick study, always had been, defeating an opponent was all about
understanding how they thought, getting a grasp on what their next move would be, their
next action
Defeating the blonde was simply a matter of time.
The road circled back to the camp and Xena slowed down a little, dropping back to an easy
jog. In the distance she could spot some movement, a clear sign her escort had decided to
wake up. Finally. Xena chuckled, pulling herself into a flip, then continuing her run
without effort. A few more strides and she entered the clearing, slowing down even
further, taking a moment to wipe a trail off sweat off her forehead.
"Empress!" Pyrron came walking closer, giving her a respectful nod as he stopped
beside her. "I've started making preparations for departure. We can be on the road in
half a candlemark or so
"
"Excellent." Xena crossed her arms. "The sooner we move, the
sooner
" She cut off her sentence suddenly, cocking her head and listening
intently.
"Conqueror?" Pyrron looked at her questioningly. "Is something the
matter?"
"I hear something
" Xena explained in a low voice, her eyes determining the
direction the sound was coming from and then heading towards the forest edge nearby,
Pyrron hastily following in her footsteps.
They circled around some bushes, then Xena came to a dead stop, staring at the creator of
the noise for a moment. Pyrron peeked over her shoulder, his eyes growing wide.
"Tamon?" He managed in disbelief, staring at the soldier's bright red face, as
he circled around the conqueror.
The man nodded vigorously, the rope in his mouth keeping him from speaking.
The conqueror looked at him for a moment, then burst out laughing, holding onto Pyrron
shoulder for support.
"Told you he was hanging around." A voice sounded as Gabrielle emerged from the
woods, obviously having gone out to hunt, two small birds strung over her shoulder.
Xena chuckled, shaking her head, giving the warrior an amused look. "Didn't know you
meant it this literally." She crossed her arms, returning her gaze to the soldier in
question. "Well, Tamon, I have a bit of an issue here
"
The soldier blinked at her.
"You see, you were supposed to protect my horse
" Xena stepped closer,
circling the hanging man. "You know I love my horses, don't you?" She gave the
soldier a poke, making him swing back and forth.
"Mm sommy." The man managed, before clamping down his teeth to push down the
nausea.
"Oh, of course you are, but if your attacker had been any other than our good friend
Gabby, you might have gotten my horses killed." She halted his swinging with a single
finger pressed to his forehead. "Now, you understand I can't take a risk like that,
don't you?"
His eyes grew wide. "Bwu Comcorrer
"
Xena patted his cheek. "Oh, don't worry, Tamon
You've served me well all these
years
" She leaned closer, dropping her voice. "So I'll make your death
quick
"
With one subtle motion she unsheathed her sword and lashed out, easily severing the
soldier's head from his body. She watched the head fall to the ground and bounce up a
little before it rolled away from her, ending up several metres before Gabrielle's feet,
the wide brown eyes staring up at her.
Gabrielle looked down at the head in horror, then pressed a hand to her mouth, turning and
walking back into the woods with hasty paces.
Xena watched her go with a chuckle.
Footsteps stopped behind her. "Was that really necessary?" Pyrron's voice asked
softly. "He was a good soldier, Empress
"
"Oh, this wasn't about him, Pyrron." Amused blue eyes turned back to meet
his.
Grey brows lifted.
Xena grinned as she turned and headed back in the direction of the camp. "Do you
think dear Gabby will go out walking again this evening, now that an innocent lost his
life, because of her?"
"This was not her fault, Empress." Her advisor stated, a tinge of anger in his
voice.
"No, it wasn't, but that's the way she'll see it
And that serves my
purpose
" The conqueror stated, resheating her sword as she walked, then wiping
at some of the blood on her hands. "I've got to change into something less bloody.
Clean up the mess for me, will you Pyrron?"
"Yes, Empress." The advisor bent his head, letting out a breath as she walked
off, back to her tent.
It was a good thing Gabrielle hadn't eaten breakfast yet. Her stomach
rebelled violently, tossing out its contents. Gabrielle clenched onto her belly,
staggering back a few paces until she backed up against a tree trunk, finding some support
there. She'd seen death before, she was used to it, but this
The warrior closed her
eyes, dropping her head. This was
savage. Brutal
And it was her fault.
The blonde wiped at her eyes. Why did this always happen? Always, wherever she went,
people ended up dead. Her friends in Athens, Lao Ma and now this innocent boy
Gabrielle slid down the bark of the tree, sitting down on the earth, her legs pulled up.
She crossed her arms over her knees and laid her head down on them, blocking out the light
around her and finding solace in the darkness. "An effective warrior acts not from
nihilistic anger, nor from desire to kill. That's what you taught me, I do
remember
" She turned her eyes up to the sky, spotting patches of blue through
the foliage. "But how can it be wrong to want to kill someone who wants to
kill?" A shake of the blond head. "I'm not that strong, Lao Ma, not as strong as
you were
I hate her
I tried not to, but I can't stop wanting to
" A
breath as Gabrielle bit her lip. "I thought I could hold myself together, but I
can't
I can't do this alone
" She managed in a whisper, staring at her
hands. "I
"
The crunching of footsteps made her head shot up, and within moments she was on her feet,
watching her surroundings attentively. She cocked her head, listening. Not the conqueror,
these footsteps were more hesitant
They were heavy though, boots, leather creaking
softly
She leaned down slowly and pulled a dagger from her boot, then jumped up, reaching for a
branch of the tree she had been leaning against and pulling herself up soundlessly.
She perched down on the wood, waiting silently, her eyes focused on the direction the
sound had been coming from. A few more steps, then a some leaves were pushed and someone
entered the clearing, looking around cautiously.
Gabrielle grumbled something under her breath, then tightened her grip on the hilt of her
dagger, pulling her hand back and then letting the metal sear forward.
Pyrron's eyes widened as a dagger soared passed him, nearly taking his ear of. "What
in the name
" He muttered, glancing around the clearing.
Another moment of confusement, then Gabrielle dropped out of a tree, landing on the earth
with an almost inaudible thud. The warrior straightened slowly, never taking her green
eyes off the advisor. "What do you want?"
"I
" Pyrron swallowed, then regained his composure. "We are nearly
ready to depart."
Gabrielle glared at him for another moment, then nodded. "Fine." She stated,
then started off back into the direction of the camp. She walked past him without a word,
grabbing onto the dagger that had embedded itself firmly in a tree and pulling the metal
out, seemingly without much of an effort.
Pyrron turned and hastily followed after her, running along to catch up. He considered his
options for a moment, then decided he couldn't leave things unspoken. "Are you
OK?"
The blonde stopped dead in her tracks, then turned slowly to face him, her eyes glazed
over with something he could only qualify as pure rage. "Excuse me?"
The advisor lifted his hands in defence, taking a step backwards.
"Am I OK?!" Gabrielle stepped forward to compensate for the older man's
receding. "Some guy's head just rolled to a stop in front of my feet and you ask me
if I'm OK?!"
"Look, I apologise for that, it was
"
"Murder." The woman finished for him. "It was bloody, brutal murder. And if
you even had the slightest bit of goodness in you, you wouldn't be dealing with
that
" Gabrielle's hands clenched to fists. "
that monster!" She
turned briskly and continued her pacing back.
Pyrron stared after her, then took a deep breath and hastily followed. "She's not as
bad a person as you picture her to be
"
"How can you say that? After what just happened, how can you justify saying
that?!" Gabrielle knew she should just shut up, but she couldn't, her old habit of
speaking up about anything she disliked surfacing with a vengeance.
Pyrron shook his head. "You don't know her like I do. I agree she does some things
that
" A pause. "I don't always agree with her methods, but she's not an
evil person. She's just
" The older man searched for a correct word, then
settled on one. "
lost
"
"Lost?" Gabrielle stopped just in front of the forest's edge and turned back to
him with a look of disbelief. "She's lost?" She lifted a finger an pointed at
the advisor. "No, let me tell you what's lost
That young man's life is
lost." She pointed a thumb at her chest. "The lives of my friends were lost. And
my soul was lost in my dealings with her." The sea green eyes stormed at him, then
the warrior turned from him and took off towards where her palomino mare was waiting
patiently.
Pyrron watched her walk off, then closed his eyes, shaking his head softly. "That's
not all you're going to lose if you keep this up, kiddo
"
"Heya Ronny." Xena greeted her advisor cheerfully as he steered his brown mare
closer. "Had fun chatting with our friend, did ya?"
Pyrron fixed his eyes on the conqueror for a moment, then looked away from her again,
staring to the road up ahead. "No Empress, I did not."
"Now how can that be? She's such a great conversationalist after all
"
Her advisor didn't answer, shaking his head slightly.
Xena rolled her eyes at him. "Oh please
Don't tell me your getting fond of the
kid, Pyrron
Need I remind you she'll be dead within the next month?"
Pyrron looked up at her. "This has nothing to do with me liking or disliking her,
Empress." He managed, his voice low.
"What is this about then?"
Her advisor settled back in the saddle, adjusting the reigns a little, considering how to
phrase his next statement. "You know I like cats, don't you, Conqueror?"
Xena frowned at the man. "Yeeeeah
" She drawled, not sure where he was
going.
"There's one thing about them I don't like though
When they catch a mouse they
never just kill it, but play with it, tormenting it before biting it to death." He
shot the conqueror a meaningful look. "Now, I can oversee an error that nature's
placed in their hearts, but that doesn't mean I don't intervene when I see them torment an
innocent creature
"
Xena gazed at her advisor for a moment. "I sense an analogy here
" She
muttered, considering whether to be mad or amused at the man's behaviour. "But this
isn't just a little mouse, Pyrron. This a mouse with a huge sword and a roundhouse kick
that'll blow you into next week
"
Pyrron cocked his head at her. "Does that make you any less sure that you will kill
her eventually?"
"No, but
"
"Then I've made my point, haven't I?" Her advisor stated, then clacked his
tongue, his horse moving forward obediently. "Let's go!" He called out to the
troops, who followed orders dutifully, Gabrielle falling in at the back of the line,
keeping as much distance as she could manage between herself and Xena.
The conqueror glared after him, then pushed her horse forward, catching up. "Now wait
just a moment
" She hissed under her breath. "What exactly are you accusing
me off here, Pyrron?"
A sigh "I'm not accusing you of anything, Empress." He turned to her. "But
as your advisor, my job is to give you insights into what is the best course of action.
And in this case I suggest you to leave the girl be. You've made your point
"
Xena snorted. "You are growing weak at your old age, Pyrron."
"Sometimes I wish I could say the same of you
"
The conqueror stared at him disbelief. "Excuse me?" She leaned closer, dropping
her voice to a dangerous growl. "I might be in a good mood, but don't push your
luck
"
The older man released a breath, dropping his head a little. "We've been at odds
before, Empress. I am only voicing my opinion, as I always do. And I will follow your
orders if you decide to ignore my advice, as I always do."
Xena looked at him for another moment, then settled back in her saddle. "It amazes me
how you always manage to talk your way out of a potentially dangerous situation, old
man
"
Pyrron glanced at the conqueror, then grinned. "I am just fortunate enough you have a
soft spot for me, Empress
"
Xena shot him a look, then chuckled softly, shaking her head at her advisor in
amusement.
Gabrielle wiped at the dust on Argo's back absentmindedly. It had been a long days ride
today, starting early in the morning and only ending now, a bit before sunset. She'd spend
the entire journey at the back of the line, a few metres behind the conqueror's troops.
And she'd really expected to Conqueror to come and gloat, toss some annoyingly cheerful
comments at her. Something, whatever, but nope
The woman had rode in the front lines
the entire day, not even dropping by at their lunchbreak. Gabrielle shook her head
quietly, kneeling down and brushing Argo's belly. She didn't understand the Conqueror. She
just couldn't get a grasp of her, of what made her tick. It was like she was a zillion
people, all wrapped into one, and each time she saw her another Empress had hopped out to
take over.
Gabrielle didn't like it. She knew the rules of war. Know thy enemy, right? But how could
she know her enemy if the woman was continuously shape shifting into different states of
mind? The warrior growled under her breath. Obnoxious, the conqueror was so damned
obnoxious.
Argo snorted at her rider, giving Gabrielle an annoyed look as the warrior strayed from
her task time after time again. Gabrielle looked up, then shot the mare an apologetic
smile. "Sorry girl." She reached over and stroked the horse's neck. "I
should just stick to my work, huh?"
Argo nodded her head in agreement.
"Yeah, I know
" Gabrielle sighed, ordering the dishevelled manes.
"There's just a lot on my mind, Argo." She leaned against the horse, wrapping an
arm around the strong neck. "And I'm hurt and tired
"
The mare pushed her nose against the warrior, then snorted, shaking her head slightly.
Gabrielle chuckled. "Yes, and I smell, thank you so much for adding that
"
Argo blinked at her innocently.
"Don't give me that look
" She placed a finger on the horse's head, right
between the eyes. Then she ruffled the thick manes, picking up a sponge and dipping it
into a small bucket of cold water she'd taken from the lake they were camped near.
"First I'll give you a bath, then I'll go take one, OK?"
After finishing with Argo, Gabrielle made her way back to her tent. She really needed a
bath, she decided, looking down at her sandblasted, smudgy, horse-smelling self. She gave
the two soldiers posted outside her tent a look before pushing the tentflap aside.
Gabrielle took a breath of the warm stuffy air. Gods, she hated tents. When the sun was
shining, they were
always reduced to a fabric covered sauna, not letting a single breath of fresh air in.
Gabrielle dropped her saddlebags to the floor, then knelt down beside them, digging out
her bedroll and unrolling it in the tent's centre. Next a large towel was pulled out,
together with some clean clothes. Gabrielle stood, unfastening her sword from her back and
placing it on the ground, pulling her bedroll aside so the thick material covered the
weapon. Then she tossed the towel over her shoulder. She glanced up at the large hole
still prominently remaining in the roof of her tent, but then she shook her head at
herself, not wanting any more deaths on her conscience.
She strode out of the tent, then turned to one of the soldiers. "I'm off taking a
bath. If your Empress gets upset again and tries to kill you, just yell and I'll come take
her head off." She told him, then headed for the lake.
"Bwu
I
Uhm..." The soldier stuttered after her, then glanced at his
companion, who just blinked back at him uncertainly.
Gabrielle circled the lake for a while looking for a suitable spot to bathe, stripping in
front of the Conqueror's army not really seeming like a bright idea. It was quite a large
stretch of water, the curving edges covered with trees and bushes.
Finally, about a mile or so out of the camp, she spotted a small beach sloping down into
the water, the forest extending out on its right so views to and from the camp were
obscured. Gabrielle paused for a moment, letting her senses reach out and check the
surroundings for any uncommon sounds.
There was nothing, so she walked onto the sand dropping her clothes and towel at the
water's edge before stripping out of the smelly garments she was still wearing.
She shivered as she dipped a hesitant toe into the water. The water was icy cold, which
could probably be blamed on the good cover the forest trees provided from the warming of
the sun. Gabrielle braced herself and stepped forward, getting knee high into the water.
Another step and the water came up to her thighs. The warrior reached down and splashed
some of the icy
water on her arms and head, trying to get her skin to adjust to the coldness before
jumping in.
"Well hi there
"
Gabrielle's eyes widened as she recognised the voice as she hastily dropped down under the
water's surface in one chilling go.
A low chuckle sounded behind her. "Prudish, are we?"
Gabrielle closed her eyes, clamping her chattering teeth together and managing to put a
dignified expression on her face before turning around in the water to look at the
conqueror. "What do you want?" She asked, not quite able to get all the surplus
anger out of her voice.
"The same thing you do
"
"I doubt that
" Gabrielle muttered from between clenched teeth, wishing for
a dagger so she could toss it towards the conqueror's chest.
"
to have a bath." Xena finished her sentence, ignoring the warrior's
comments. She tugged at a gauntlet, pulling the leather from her arm and tossing it on the
sand beside the pile Gabrielle had left, before pulling off the other. "You picked
the best spot for a swim around here, Gabrielle."
Gabrielle glared at the conqueror, then hastily diverted her eyes as the woman started to
unbutton her tunic. "If you give me a moment longer I'll leave so you can have the
place to yourself."
"Oh, that's all right." Xena commented casually, enjoying the fresh breeze
against her sweating body for a moment, before making her way into the water. "I
don't mind sharing
"
With one leap Xena plunged herself into the water, diving gracefully under the surface.
Gabrielle watched as the water rippled and churned, then calmed once more. A moment of
quietness then the conqueror's head broke through the surface again, black hair sending
sprays of water through the air as Xena tossed her head back. "Chilly
" The
conqueror chattered, starting to swim around to warm herself. "You know, I wish they
would invent heated lakes. That would make travelling so much more comfortable, don't you
agree?"
Gabrielle decided not to agree or disagree, but simply ignored the
statement, turning her back to the woman, rubbing at the dirt on her arms.
Xena rolled her eyes, then swam around the warrior, lying on her back and drifting along.
"Aw, come now, Gabby. You're gonna be stuck with me for a month anyway, we might as
well be civil to each other."
Green eyes kept focused on the water, as the warrior splashed some water on her shoulder.
"I don't act civil to uncivil people."
"Uncivil? Me?" The conqueror pointed a thumb at her own chest innocently.
"Now, what gave you that idea?"
"I think the brutal murder before dawn clued me in
"
Xena chuckled. "Oh, we're back to that, are we?"
"You might forget about the people you kill, but I don't
" Gabrielle looked
up at the woman drifting in front of her. "I remember them. I will never
forget."
Xena cocked her head at the blonde. "I'm not asking you to forget, am I?" The
woman twisted in the water, so she was upright once more. "Look, maybe killing
soldier boy this morning was a bit
rash
" The conqueror consented, with a
wave of her hand. "My advisor didn't agree with me either, maybe I made an error in
judgement."
"Maybe?" Gabrielle lifted an eyebrow.
"This wasn't about some soldier, Gabrielle." Xena crossed her arms, treading
water. "This is about leadership."
Another eyebrow lifted.
"Oh come on
" Xena shook her head at the blonde. "You know just as
well as I do that loyalty and fear go hand in hand. If these soldiers don't fear me,
they'll go astray and before you know it I'll have enemy armies popping up all over the
place
Can't have that, Gabby, not good for the indefeatable, tough as nails,
don't-mess-with-me-or-you-die kinda image, you know?"
"You could've done something else
You didn't have to kill him
"
Gabrielle stated quietly.
"It seemed appropriate at the time
" Xena muttered in an undertone.
"But maybe I could take different measures next time something like this
happens
As a sign of good will towards our
" The conqueror searched for a
word. "
agreement."
"No." Xena looked up to see flashing eyes boring into hears. "How about
next time, when you wanna punish me for something I did, you take it up with me and not
hide away behind your soldiers like some coward, OK?" She shot at Xena, before
turning and swimming towards the shore.
"Hey!" Xena went after her. "Don't you say that and turn your back on
me
" She reached out and grabbed onto the woman's shoulder.
"I
Argh!" She gurgled as a hand was shoved against her throat savagely,
pushing the air out of her.
"You touch me again
" Gabrielle's voice was dangerously low.
"
and I will break our agreement and your neck. Understood?"
"Perfectly." Xena managed to get out, before she was shoved back harshly,
disappearing under the water for a few moment before surfacing again, gasping for air. She
coughed, getting a bit of water out of her lungs, then looked around just in to see a form
disappearing into the shadows. The conqueror shook her head quietly, then made her way out
of the lake herself.
"Empress!"
Xena lifted her head at the mention of her title as she walked back into camp. Her advisor
came trotting over, falling into pace beside her, giving her a respectful nod. "Yes,
Pyrron?"
"I've got diner set up in your tent, Empress. The troops are all settled in. Horses
are brushed and fed." Pyrron updated them on their status routinely. "Scouts
report no threats."
"Now there's a surprise..." Xena muttered sarcastically.
"Gabrielle returned to her tent just a few moments ago. The guards said she told them
she'd been out taking a bath
"
"I know." Xena nodded as she acknowledged some of the salutes of her soldiers.
"We had a bit of a chat."
Pyrron blinked up at her in disbelief. "You talked to her, Empress?"
"Well yeah, as much talking as I was gonna get out of that woman anyway." The
conqueror rolled her eyes. "She's not really a chatterbox, you know
" Xena
placed a hand on her advisor's shoulder. "Since you were so full of praise about our
warrior buddy this morning, I guess I just wanted to see what you find so interesting
about her
"
Pyrron shook his head. "I was not full of praises, Empress. I merely stated the
obvious." The advisor informed her. There was a moment of silence, then Pyrron
glanced up at the woman beside him. "So, did you find out what she's like?"
"Sure."
Pyrron cocked his head at her. "And?"
"Lousy temper. Great butt."
The advisor gazed at her for a moment, then rolled his eyes. "No offence to your
skill of observation, Empress, but I could have told you that on day one."