Molpadia stands in her war room, briefing her generals on the plan for the upcoming raid. She was planning to raid a neighboring village that had gotten a bit too proud. They needed to be knocked down so that they knew where their place was in this world.
Molpadia is a proud Amazon woman with a 'take no shit' attitude and she was not going to let these men hurt her women. One man had wandered a bit too close to Molpadia's village and he had found a woman alone near a stream just outside the borders of the village. Since she was alone, he had attacked and viciously raped her. That woman was Molpadia's youngest sister and she was not going to let those men get away with what they had done to her. She was bleeding when Molpadia found her lying near the river bank. She was curled into a ball, crying and bloody. As soon as Molpadia saw her, she rushed over and picked her up into her arms to carry her up to the shaman of the village.
They stand in wait, 500 proud Amazon women, none with a single desire other than to see men's blood sprayed across the grounds. One thousand eyes remain glued to Molpadia as she speaks to them about their goal today. 'Kill every man! Take women and children prisoner. Unless special circumstances arise, every man will take his last breath on these grounds this day. Now, Amazons, move!' and with that, the army moved as one, taking the small village by surprise and sweeping through completely. Two short hours after the attack began, it was over. The women yelped and hollered as they stabbed their spears and swords into the air.
There were 200 women and children who were coming back to the village as slaves and not a man stood living, other than the three that Molpadia had taken as her own under 'special circumstances'. Special circumstances meaning that these men were found tied to a giant pole in the center of the yard in the village and they glowed golden. Molpadia was tempted to kill them, for no reason other than they have cocks dangling between their legs, but she decided to take them back and study them.
There was a huge caravan headed back toward the village carrying food, equipment, tools, weapons, women, children and the few casualties that were suffered at the hands of the men, shortly before their heads were brutally disconnected from their bodies.
Back at the village, Molpadia instructs women to take the food to the kitchen, the equipment, tools and weapons to the armory and the women and children to the dungeon.
She glances down at the dead with a glazed look in her eye and tells Andromache to take the dead to the shaman. She then picks out three women and tells them to each grab a bound man from the back of the caravan where she had personally bound their hands to each other and to the back of the wagon that was ahead of them.
The three women followed her to her personal quarters, men in tow, and once they were there, she had them tie the men to a large sturdy pole in the middle of her sitting room. Once the men were bound to the pole, the three women were dismissed and they left, closing the door to her suite in the large castle where she and her royal courtship lived.
Once alone with her prizes, she turned to take a good look at them. They didn't look frightened, but she was sure that they were. She took a few steps closer to them and walked to the closest man. He was taller than her 5'11". He was about a foot taller than her. He had bronze skin and long black hair that went straight down his back. He was beautiful but the thing that surprised her was his eyes. He looked her in the eye and he had the deepest, brightest emerald green eyes she had ever seen.
She gasped as she took it in. She reached out a hand to touch his face and he flinched slightly before he felt her warm, soft hand touch him. He relaxed into her touch and she caressed his cheek. She then spoke, 'I will never hurt you or you brothers. From this day forth, you are my pets. This means that you are my property and my responsibility. I will not allow anyone or anything to harm you. That is unless you break one of my rules, at which point you will be punished.'
The man had an almost innocent aura, they all did. And that glow. She was so curious...she just had to know. 'Now, my pet, I'm going to ask you some questions. I must warn you, speaking out of turn is a punishable offense. I don't want to punish you your first day here, but I will if I have to. What I really want to know right now is why you were being held prisoner at the other village and why you glow.'
He looked at her and hesitated before he opened his mouth, 'Well, Mistress, we are not from here, as in this planet. We glow because on our planet, Nat'il, everybody has a glow. It shows our aura. As for why we were there being held prisoner, on our home planet, every single person is born with a special ability. Mine just happens to be that when I see a person, I can see any major events in their near future. My 'brothers' as you called them, are my team. We were traveling through space in our home galaxy, far away from here, when we flew into a wormhole and crashed into the woods. A man from that village came to see what the commotion was and when I saw him I saw fatal danger in his near future, so I felt that I had to warn him. Once my team and I had crawled from the wreckage of our ship, we were met with the end of his sword and his brothers were surrounding us. They took us captive; they told us what kinds of gruesome torture they have committed in the past and what new ideas they had that they could probably try on us. It was horrifying. We, as a race, can live for many days without food or water, but they were keeping us outside, tied to that pole, without food, water or sleep. We were there for 23 days. Thank you, Mistress, for saving us from promised demise. We will cherish every single day here, as your pets and we will serve you in any way you ask of us. We are yours.'