Danger.
The word reverberated inside my skull as I stood up, the bliss from mine and my angel's sexual tryst was gone. Oaer could tell something was wrong, despite the fact she still had the face of someone in the middle of an orgasm.
Danger.
I had thought this party was supposed to be safe. My pet assured me she would do everything in her power to keep it so, Victoria was safe due to their ancient laws. My slaves were safe because in the eyes of the demons, they were me and I was sacrosanct in their realm. I had yet to come in contact with someone who made me worry about power. So why? Why the danger?
I felt my knuckles pop as I put them into fists. How do I get back? This world worked differently than mine, I wasn't sure if my normal mode of transporting myself would work. To be honest, I was afraid to try. Danger. Anger welled up in me as I sent my thoughts to my omnibus. Searching for something, some clue as to what was going on.
"Mistress!!!" Came her voice in my head, and my heart skipped a beat. At least she was alive. "Mistress, thank the gods! They attacked us, hard, and the Dog is hurt. The demons are regrouping for a counter attack, but we need you here, my Mistress."
"How??? Your stupid realm doesn't follow the same laws as mine." I shot back, screaming it out loud. Oaer looked at me, her body finally winding down. The Angel stood, her robes forming over that golden skin, her hands gripping the sword that was now at her waist.
"That angel is still with you?"
"My new slave, yes."
There was a silence, then despite everything going on, a soft giggle in my mind. "Of course, mistress, be careful with angels. Especially female angels, do not have sex with her." I wanted to send a "too late" thought, but instead I sent simple feelings of annoyance. "Yes, sorry, mistress. The angel can help, the whole reason our world works like this is their fault anyways."
I ignored her after that, my grey eyes finding the illuminating blue ones of my new Angel. "We need to go back. Now."
"Yes, my Mistress. Please, take my hand." The beautiful heavenly voice said as she held out her golden dainty hand. Oh, different time I'd have all sorts of thoughts about my new acquisition. I took it, looking up at the tall woman as the area around us shifted. It wasn't like at home, where you folded space to go somewhere else. It was like we were on one of those moving walkways, one that ignored silly things like doors and walls.
Any other time I would have wondered at the views of the demon realm passing around us. It was different than Earth, vastly so. My mind was on one thing though. I looked to my Angel and spoke. "Do you know how to fight, Oaer?" I asked her, she nodded slowly, her bright blue eyes watching over me.
That was all I needed. We came upon the courtyard; I knew it was so due to the high walls. When our movement stopped the sounds came to us. All I heard were the sounds of fighting; ugly sounds of metal hitting metal, explosions. The smell was worse though. I felt no lust in the area.
I don't like fighting. I believe I've mentioned this before. I hate it. Nothing good can come from fighting. Well, domination can. But, a wise being can dominate without ever causing pain. I'm a fan of beauty, and there is none in war. But when I saw the scene before me, I was ready to start that war tenfold.
The first thing you notice in a battle is the smell. It's disgusting, painful to the senses, and downright sickening. It's not just the smell of death, but the taste of blood and hate. When a fight between magical beings happens, you have scorched earth, acidic smells from gasses being conjured, and that ugly smell of bogs. Plus, there were so many other things that I couldn't count them all. Then, add in the sights to it all. One who hasn't hardened their stomach would get sick at this point, hell even some who have get sick. I won't describe it in detail, to save your own mind's eye from the carnage.
It was bad.
Groans, pleas for help, and cries for mercy filled the air. I heard shouts of anger and grunts of pain. Names were being called out. Fifty different languages were being used to converse between the different beings. It was chaos. Luckily, the attackers wore uniforms.
There were about fifty beings in a close-knit circle, attacking those outside of it. They all wore midnight blue robes and white masks that covered their identity. They weren't all demon, I could tell by the forms underneath the robes. Magic gushed out of them like a wave of pain and death, hitting the defenders or their own defenses. I didn't care about them. I only cared about my people.
"Pet?!" I shouted in my mind, and a bright blue flash appeared not too far away. It could be coincidence, or my omnibus knew I was looking for her. "Prepare to defend and fight if necessary." I said looking over my shoulder at my angel. The golden woman nodded and then changed.
Those billowy white wings suddenly erupted in silver fire, spreading out behind her. A halo appeared above her head, golden flames danced in time with the silver. Her clothing too changed into silver armor that matched her brothers. Her battle mode was pretty damn cool. She nodded, her face set in a look of determination. Those striking blue eyes were glancing this way and that. Then we moved, heading towards that flash.
I was expecting having to fight. Fifty beings against the entire party didn't make much sense. I was expecting as soon as I showed myself for others to jump into the fray and attack me. Nothing happened and I was kind of disappointed. I had a heart full of rage, and I needed to unleash it.
I saw Victoria first, and my heart skipped a few beats as I started running. I could tell she was scared, but still beautiful. Her face set in one of concentration as she had her hands outstretched in-front of her. Her dress was torn in a few places, but I couldn't see any blood on her. Her eyes found mine across the battlefield, and I could see her visibly relax. The look of concentration turning into a smile as her eyes twinkled slightly.
I could never get used to how much I wanted to see her smile.
Then there was someone behind her. He wore a dark blue robe and a white mask. He was large, three feet or more taller than me, and his shoulders were broad with muscles. The robe hid much, but I could see the strength beneath them. I cried out, but it was too late. Large hands covered my lover's mouth and entrapped her hands, and then they were gone.
Everything stopped... everything, but the anger.
That seething rage that causes people to kill others. I was vaguely aware of my omnibus shouting for Victoria, of Cole stumbling forward with that large sword a look of disbelief on his face. Of Oaer behind me, silently standing sentinel to my anguish.
Wrath is fickle and it's flimsy. The strings that bind our rational brain are easy to break and even easier to bend. I am not a fan of wrath. I'm even less a fan of being angry and how that affects my otherwise intelligent mind. At that moment though, I reached for that anger. The power that rested there I grabbed it and I made it mine.
My magic felt different as I wielded it. Turning my full attention to the fifty or so beings in that stupid little circle. Lust magic wants to caress, wants to touch and make others feel good. But no matter what you do with it, don't think for one second that lust magic can't burn you. But at least you'll get a boner and then ask for more. This time, it wanted to hurt, to maim and to destroy. The defenders could sense me approach, and they scattered like the wind (pretty smart of them actually). The invaders all turned to me at once. Their faceless masks were giving nothing away, but their body language was giving away everything. As they tasted my power, they each flinched simultaneously like it was a dance routine.
Then they attacked.
Then they defended.
The fight didn't last long. It took everything in me not to simply wipe them all from existence. My rage was begging me to let go and it would deal with my pain. But I held on, BARELY. I paid attention to what was happening around me. I distinctly heard who was in charge and giving orders. I don't remember the rest of the fight; I was lost in a blind rage. I do know that eventually I picked out the leader of the attackers, and pinned him to the ground with my magic. Then dealt with the rest of them. It was all over in minutes.
Walking through the fallen bodies, some still breathing, some were groaning in pain, and some in pleasure (Its lust magic, just roll with it). I found myself standing over who I assumed was the leader. Fire erupted in my hands as I stared down at him.
I was about to do something I'd regret before I heard my omnibus. She was screaming at me, in my ear and in my head. The sound of her voice caused me to blink and look around. She was standing next to me, with her armor donned, sword in hand. She was breathing hard. I learned later that my pets were working hard to keep the backlash of my attacks off the party-goers.
"Mistress!" She said again before she noticed I was staring at her. "By the gods..." She said finally looking around at the beings. Shaking her head she closed the distance between us, her arms wrapping around me as she kissed my lips. "Let go of your anger." She breathed softly against me.
"No... He will tell me what I want to know." I said, my hand waving over the demon as his robes and mask disappeared.
"I agree... But don't use wrath, my mistress." Something in my brain finally kicked in. I had no idea how I was using wrath; I can't use wrath, I'm lust. "You are using wrath, my mistress. I don't know how, but you are." I stopped and looked at her as she lightly moved her fingers up my arm. "Let it go." She quietly said to me.
I hate it when people say, "Let It go". That damned song always pops up in my mind. But, I did. I took a deep breath, unable to hold it back anymore (damnit) and my mind grew clearer. I saw my omnibus looking at me and I could hear her "interesting..." she said even though she didn't say it. "Not now." I stopped her before she could talk. "I need information." I then reached down and grabbed the demon by one of his horns. "One way or another... you are going to give it to me."
