Chronicles- A Devil's Daughters Crossover- Book Two(Published Feb 2017)

Heroes Part Two

    Malice scanned the area around them, and then the male who stood beside her. She searched her a memory with any mention, of a brother, but came up blank.
    "She would not have spoken of me!" Kordahn let out as he shook his head, that long black hair, whipping about in the wind. "None of them would have!"
   "And why's that?" Malice inquired, as she started off on the path again. "Not, that I'm too keen on you poking around in my head, but still, if you have answers..."
   "My Mother's clan would not stay with the others, they said it was not safe, and that one among them, would betrays us all!" He told her, following close behind.
   "Huh! And did they find the traitor?" Malice glared at him a little more, her wings ruffling against her back in the cool night air.
   "You tell me, you have been there more recently that I!" He glared back at her. "And don't bother lying, I can smell my sisters all over you! My only question, is which ones?"
    "Uh?" Malice let out. "That would be none of your business!"
    "Orella, for sure; and recently too!" He chuckled, and she turned away from him, trying to hid the blush in her cheeks. "I will assume then, that she has passed her First Rights, and will be ascending to the..." He Paused for a moment, and then shook his head. "No, it won't be enough!" He sighed. "You, weren't enough, and her betrothed will know!"
    "What the hell, are you babbling on about?" Malice had to stop and think.
     "You are female! A formidable warrior yes, but you lack certain, external necessities, to accomplish the task required!" Kordahn seem to blush now.
    "I think it went quite well, actually!" She grinned, all matter of factly.
    "But you lack..." He started again, and she had to laugh.
    Was he, embarrassed?
    "What, a cock?" She grinned again, and moved towards him. "My dear, sweet Kordahn, when I was brought forth into this Verse, it was for two reasons..." She started, kissing his cheek and grabbing hold of his hand, tucking his fingers in between her legs to rub against the fabric of her leggings. "One..." She continued, rubbing his fingers against her sex even harder. "... to protect the people, and bring those worthy enough to an afterlife of service." She hissed, nipping at his chin as he stood so still. "And the other..." She let out with a moan, "... was to bring pleasure, to both males..." And his eyes grew wider, as the weight in hid hand increased, and he pulled his hand away as she laughed.
   "What the bloody hell, is that?"
   "A cock!" She howled, "The very same one I used to steal Orella's flower!" She added, and then turned away and down the path she went leaving Kordahn standing like a statue. "Seriously?" She sighed as she turned back around. "Do females turn to stone when you males show them your cocks? Or does that only work in reverse?" She shook her head, and made to grab hold of his hand, but he pulled away.
    "I can't... " He started again, but it was not disgust that registered in his eyes.
    "You can't? Or you won't?" Malice inquired, "One implies an illness or defect, the other, implies that you belong to another!"
    "I won't!" He replied, staring at that spot between her legs. "Though there are moments..." He mumbled, but the snap of a branch, and the scent on the wind, told them, someone was near; and the grin Malice let off...
    "Bathsheba Ashlyn? Get your ass out here! Right now!"
    "How do you know it's.." Kordahn spun about, as the bushes began to move about, and a small figure, draped in a black cloak, appeared before him; shutting him up mid sentence.
    "I'm here, Momma!" The response was almost immediate, her daughter must have sensed her anger and she looked down at her feet as Malice glared on.
   "I ought to beat your ass, until you can't stand!" Malice started, and the female hung her head. "Let down your hood, I want to see your face and know you're not sassing me!" She added, and Bathsheba did as she was told. "You, oh daughter of mine, put everyone at risk, including your Father, with your reckless behavior! You nearly got them all killed, or worse, captured by the enemy! And all because of what? Your anger? Your hatred, for Kember?"
    Bathsheba raised her eyes to meet her Mother's and the rage seethed. "Of course she would tell you..."
    "She told me nothing, which only adds to my frustration! To think that my own daughter, would despise one who had saved my life..." Malice shouted, just as Mia and Nyx, emerged from the bushes.
   "Whoa, bad timing! But uh, what's  he doing here?" Nyx let out, and was ignored as Malice continued.
   "What do you mean, she didn't tell you anything? Then how..." But she was cut off, as Mia approached her.
    "You will, apologize to Kember, and to show your penance, from now on, she'll be the one tutoring you!" Mia glared at the female, and Bathsheba hung her head.
    "Do not, make me give her my permission to beat you senseless!" Malice finished. "Let's get off this fucking rock, before I do something stupid, and kill you all!" She hissed, and turned back towards the cottage.
   As they were walking, back Malice could feel the intensity of her daughter's shame, and took note of her sulking.
   Malice conjured the link than ran between blood-kin, digging deep into her daughter's thoughts. 'I will assume, that you can hear me?'  and her daughter looked up as they walked. 'I was impressed by the trap you laid. And in light of the way you and your brother have been handling the situation before you, I have seen fit to raise you both, to the status of Valkyrie. You and he may braid your hair in the ways of old, if you wish! But, I will not have you disrespecting Lord Eroch or Lady Ellaria ever; and that goes for their family, and friends as well!'
   With a sigh, Bathsheba nodded her head.
    'Did you really shoot an arrow at him?'  And her daughter grinned. 'What is it with that male, that makes his female kin want to shoot him?'
   Then Malice remembered something, a whisp of a memory of her shooting not an arrow, but a plasma bolt at Eroch when she'd first arrived, and she started chuckling.
  'Mama, you didn't!' Sheba seemed so surprised as they walked along silently.
    'Oh yes I did. Blew a massive hole in the Null's throne room doors.'
   It was as if she were lost in amazement.
    'What of the male, Mother?'
     'Bathsheba?'  Malice stopped short, examining the look on her daughters face, and let out a grin. "Kordahn?" She called out loud, and waited for the male to turn around. "Would you allow me to introduce my daughter, Bathsheba?" She smiled, and then turned to her daughter, "Bathsheba, this is Kordhan, of the Kor'Mhia."
    The young female seemed to almost crawl out of her skin, watching in horror as Kordhan, all formal and the like, bowed towards her. It took a moment, but Bathsheba finally extended her hand and let out a little curtsy; surprising the boots off her Mother and Mia, who was having a hard time keeping a straight face.
    Not only had she pulled it off, having been a mere five year old a few days ago, but she did it with the same flawless grace that her Malice's own Mother would have... And her thoughts trailed off.
   "Malice?" Mia was scowling at her, and pointing off to her left.
   "Sorry, I got lost in thought!" She sighed, hurrying to catch up with them. "What's wron... Oh!"
   "Yeah, I'm going to go out on a limb, and assume that those are yours?" Mia groaned and rolled her eyes. "They look a little lost, too!"
    "Shit!" Malice huffed, and took off towards the heard of walking dead before her.
    "Did she...?" Bathsheba started.
    "Yup!" Mia sighed again.
    "Can I...?"
    "Don't even fucking start with that shit!" Mia was glaring at her as Malice looked back. "One, psychotic Valkyrie raising the dead, is enough. Now, thank you very fucking much, and I need to help your Mother calm her heard!"