Author's note:
All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in any sexual acts if their ages are not mentioned before hand; are over 18 years of age. Enjoy.
Hi everyone,
Sorry for the delay with this chapter, everything was on track to get this one out a lot sooner, however, my editor is from NZ and although she lives and works in another country, has family and friends in Christchurch so she had more important things on her mind then editing. Thankfully everyone is okay.
So as normal all feed back is welcome.
Have fun
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Amy woke with a jerk and reached out to grab Wolfgang, to pull herself close to him. Her sleep-muddled brain was confused, as she always woke in his arms with his body pressed to her. She glanced around for a moment, recognising her room in the temple, it took her another moment before her mind snapped into place and she remembered where she was. It hit her like a sledgehammer, no Wolfgang. On the few occasions they were separated she was still comforted by the fact she could feel him in the back of her mind but this time he wasn't there, she quivered and shook as panic set in. She felt for the first time the devastating sensation of loss, the loss Ghost felt when Katie died; it was as if someone had taken a razor to her body and her soul, shredding them to pieces.
It took ten minutes before she had control of her panic, after so long of having him in her mind, she felt a little lost without him. But she managed to pull herself together, she just kept reminding herself that he wasn't dead he was just far away. Her beast growled in her mind, he wasn't that far away, there was a Wolfgang here in this universe and she urged her human to go to him. She told her beast NO, this was not
her
Wolfgang. Her beast rolled its eyes and ignored that stupid comment.
Amy crawled out of bed and prepared herself for the day. She wore her normal clothes and quickly put her hair into a plait, shoes were quickly put on before she left her room. A few minutes later, she walked into the dinning room. The people they had saved from the detention facility stared in amazement as Cleopatra, Guinevere, Rhun and the Merlins loaded the table with a wide selection of food, from roast meats to fruit and cereal.
"Help yourselves," Rhun coaxed as Alanna walked with Electra and Mayhem into the room. Electra was still a day off being completely healed but had wanted out of the pod and something to eat. Amy was already getting herself some food to eat as she had a long day ahead of her.
Vivian walked out with a tray of tuna Mornay and glared at Amy. "Hey I thought you wanted tuna for breakfast." She complained. "It's what you told Robin to make last night."
Amy swallowed and smiled, "I'm not that fussy, it's not for me but for Electra, she'll eat the entire pan if you let her." She explained. Vivian shrugged and put the tray down before Electra. Electra cast Amy a puzzled look.
"Trust me, try it, but be careful it's hot." Amy told her before turning back to her breakfast.
Electra picked up a fork and scooped a small amount up, she brought it to her nose to sniff, her stomach made a welcoming gurgle, and she blew on it then put it in her mouth and chewed for a moment. A woman Amy didn't know went to take some, Electra growled and pulled the pan closer to her and hovered over it protectively. The woman raised her hands and backed off knowing that Electra would attack if she tried to take her food again.
Alanna gave Amy a look that was part amused and part puzzled as she had watched the whole thing, she was wondering about the woman who had saved her, how she could know about them when they had no memory of her?
Amy smiled, "You normally have fruit, yogurt and muffins for breakfast but will eat just about anything if it's on offer and Electra hasn't claimed it first." She told her.
Alanna frowned, "How do you know that?" She asked.
"Give me until no later than this afternoon and I will give you the answer to that question." Amy told her honestly, Alanna nodded, she could accept that. Tarval walked in panting gently, having just run up several flights of stairs to get here from the gym Mryddin had shown him, he was topless having discarded his shirt during training. Alanna turned and watched him, her eyes scanning down his chest, watching beads of sweat trickle down his firmly muscled chest.
Amy watched her daughter for a moment and smiled, a towel appeared in her hand and she tossed it at Tarval, "You're dripping." She scolded playfully, "By the by... some time soon I want to fence with you, I've been told that you are the best of all Da'Vaila."
He smiled at her as he wiped his chest and arms with the towel she had given him. "I am, but what makes you think I should duel with you."
Amy grinned, "Because I am the granddaughter to Vivian." She said honestly and watched as his head jerked to Vivian then back to Amy surprised. Her smiled broadened, "But unlike grandma who learnt the blade, I was born to the blade."
Vivian sighed knowing he was going to tease her for this, "She is right, she disarmed me so easily it's scary." She sat to eat.
Tarval studied Amy carefully, wondering for a moment how such a small woman could be a threat to him, he brushed those thoughts aside, even the small are terribly dangerous when they need to be. "I accept, name the time and I will be there." He said as he took the seat next to Alanna.
Amy smiled, pleased, as she continued to eat her breakfast, she had been dying to have a go at Tarval ever since she saw him and Alanna fencing a few weeks ago back in her own universe, it had been exciting. She finished her breakfast and stood, "Grandma, Boadicea, Guinevere, Cleopatra." She said listing those she wanted to come with her. She turned to Taylor, "Sorry, I have a feeling of danger where we are going, there will be a fight and I don't want to have to worry about four mortals."
Taylor nodded; she could understand where Amy was coming from.
"If it is going to be dangerous perhaps I should come?" Tarval suggested.
Amy shook her head, "Sorry Tarval, but women will be less threatening to the people we are going after today."
He bowed his head, he could accept that.
Amy stood and left the table, the others following her. Boadicea was bouncing, excited by the prospect of a good fight. "You're a freak." Vivian told her as Excalibur appeared in her hands.
Boadicea shrugged as Vengeance, her sword, appeared in her hands; she belted it around her hips. "Come on... a fight is good... it will get my blood pumping, I hate being cooped up in the temple."
Cleopatra rolled her eyes as a scimitar appeared in her hands, she checked its edge to make sure it was sharp enough for what was about to come, slicing her thumb down to the bone with only the slightest pressure, smiling as she sucked on the wound, a few moments later it was healed. Sheathing the curved blade, she clipped it to her belt.
Guinevere held her hands out as her sword appeared and dropped into her open hands. She smiled as she pulled her blade from its sheath letting her eyes roam over it, before she slammed it back into its sheath and attached it around her waist. All three women glared as Monster appeared on Amy's back already belted in place, "It's not fair." Boadicea said grumpily.
Amy paused and turned to her. "Stop complaining about what I can do and start working on what you can do, you are all capable of what I can do you just need to change your preconceived notions. I don't doubt myself; I don't think things are impossible just because they've never been done."
"Not all of us have altered our very nature." Boadicea retorted.
"Dah..." Amy said, "The only reason I did that was because I had no preconceived notions of what is and isn't possible." She argued before she took a deep breath. She knew she wouldn't be able to discuss this at length, "Let's just go," she told them and vanished to reappear in woodland.