Chronicles of Eden - Act V (13 page)

“Well?” he demanded sharply.

“I’m… sorry… please…” she breathed out.

“You’re not sorry yet,” the swordsman said before her, the girl then watching as he took out his erection and held it before her. “But you will be. Now get to it, you’re not done yet.”

“Please… I’m sorry…” she whimpered before the man grabbed her breasts and shoved his penis up between them, the tip popping out towards Kroanette’s face as the girl looked at it with sorrowful eyes. The other men grabbed her hands and held them around each of their erect members, making the girl stroke them at her sides while the one before her started thrusting up between her breasts and against her lips.

“Well?” the swordsman demanded. “Either keep apologizing or we’ll send one more centaur down to hell right now!”

Kroanette closed her eyes with a mournful whine then slowly opened her mouth, using her tongue to gently lap the penis as it popped up again and again between her breasts.

“Now say it, bitch!” the swordsman laughed. “Say it and take it!”

“I’m… I’m…” Kroanette whined as she struggled not to break down into tears. “I’m sor-”

Suddenly an arrow struck into the swordsman’s chest with a loud thump, followed moments later by a barrage of arrows that rapidly pierced and shot into all three of the humans. The men didn’t even have time to scream or say a word as they were pelted with the arrows, spurts of blood popping out and dripping down their clothes while Kroanette stared up at them with surprise. An arrow struck into a man’s eye socket, another two rammed into a human’s chest cavity, then another pierced through a man’s neck with a slick crunch. Kroanette stared with shock as all three men wavered in place for a moment before dropping down onto the ground before her with soft thumps.

Silence filled the clearing as Kroanette shakily whimpered and watched the three humans who were shot dead by a dozen arrows lie in front of her with a pool of blood forming under them. With a quiet gasp she covered her chest with her arms and quickly looked around the area, seeing only trees and shrubbery while nothing was heard nearby.

“Wh… what happened?” she asked herself nervously. “Who did that?”

From behind she heard a rustling sound in the bushes, prompting her to yelp and quickly look back while trying to stand up. She stumbled and fell onto her side, her eyes locked onto the bushes as a figure slowly came through them.

“Who are you?” Kroanette shakily asked. “Please, don’t… don’t come any closer…”

The figure walked out from the shrubs and into the daylight. She wore brown leather high heel boots that went up to her knees, both of them having golden edges as she walked with grace. A brown skirt with golden embroidery hugged her hips while her green cape flowed behind her, revealing her golden brown tightfitting tunic that had yellow etchings around the shoulders and chest. She had a smaller bust size than Triska did yet stood as tall as the human, her hands clad with dark leather gloves while one held a sturdy wooden bow in a firm grip. Her black leather quiver of arrows rested across her back at an angle, with more of the feathered arrows still seen sticking out of the carrier, and she had golden arm bracelets worn above each of her elbows. As she approached the frightened centaur she slowly lowered her hood, revealing her hazel eyes which were watching Kroanette with a sharp stare, her blonde hair which was held up in two fluffy pigtails with leafy ribbons, and her long, pointed ears which caught Kroanette’s attention right away.

“You… you’re an elf,” Kroanette breathed out in wonder. “You saved me. Thank you, thank you so much.”

The elf slowly walked up towards Kroanette then pushed the centaur down onto the ground with her foot against her stomach, with Kroanette gasping as the elf glared down at her. The new girl then reached back and pulled out an arrow, priming it in her bow and aiming right down at Kroanette’s surprised face.

“Wait,” Kroanette pleaded with wide eyes. “What are you doing? Stop. Please.”

“You bitch,” the elf cursed with a scowl on her face. “You ruined everything.”

In the world of Eden there were often times warnings of approaching or looming dangers ahead. Sometimes these signs were sensed when moving towards a goal or destination under harsh circumstances. Other times one may see others around them showing signs of fright or dread about something that hasn’t come into view just yet. And there are even times when the mere presence of someone or something raises great concern with those nearby. Of course these warnings didn’t always convey the severity of the threat that lay ahead. When there is smoke rising in the forest one would know of possible danger ahead of them.

However, they wouldn’t know just how deadly the fires were until they drew closer.

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Kroanette kept her hands in place near her head while staring up with fright at the elf, seeing the new girl aiming her arrow right down at the centaur under her foot.

“Wait!” Kroanette pleaded. “Why do you want to kill me? What did I do?”

“You took those men away from me, that’s what you did!” the elf shouted out at her. “Who do you think you are, huh? Just because you’ve got knockers the size of watermelons you think you can just take away any monster’s men? Is that it? Is it?”

Kroanette stared at the elf with bewilderment as she tried to process that. She saw the raw anger in the elf’s eyes, her arrow primed and ready to fire down into the centaur’s head, however couldn’t make the connection of why the girl was upset with her.

“I don’t understand,” Kroanette said shaking her head slowly. “What do you mean I took them away from you, how were they yours?”

“They were going to rape me before you came along!” the elf shouted as she pressed her boot down harder on the centaur’s stomach, electing a cough out of Kroanette as she refrained from making any sudden movements in fear of her life. “I was all set to be violated and impregnated by those stupid humans and then you come galloping over here yelling and whining about whatever, waving those damned oversized melons of yours around and making me look bad! After they saw you they said I wasn’t worth a simple fuck with anymore! Goddamn you!”

Slowly Kroanette lowered her hands as she watched the elf with confusion.

“I’m sorry, but you’re not making any sense. You’re upset that they didn’t rape you?”

“Of course I’m upset! Do I look happy right now? I shouldn’t because I’m most certainly not happy!”

“Wait a minute, why would you
want
them to rape you?”

“To get pregnant of course! What are you, stupid? Is what little brains you have stored in those bulbous water sacks of yours?”

Kroanette looked over to the humans that were lying dead near her, all three of them having been pierced by several arrows each, then back to the elf with puzzlement.

“Is this some sort of joke?” she questioned. “You wished to be raped by those men and are upset with me because they didn’t?”

“I’m going to fucking kill you,” the elf cursed as she brought back her hand, the bowstring becoming taught as the girl took aim for Kroanette’s head. “If you hadn’t come along they would have raped me and knocked me up. Now I have to wait who knows how long before I come across another human to violate me!”

“Wait!” Kroanette pleaded. “I didn’t do anything! I never even wanted them to come after me, honest!” The elf merely growled loudly with fire in her eyes, not seeming to calm down in the slightest as Kroanette feared she was just as dangerous as the men that abused her.

“Please, I’m sorry for anything I did to wrong you! I don’t understand what’s going on here, but please forgive me!”

“Forgive you for taking away my seeds?” the elf scorned. “Fuck that. You can die here along with those fucking men who abandoned me for some lousy centaur with fat boobs!”

“Okay, seriously,” Kroanette complained with a cringe. “It is not my fault I’m like this, I am how I am. Besides I’m sure you’ll fill out as well when you get older.”

“I’m 22 years old, you bitch!” the elf shouted out. “I’m not going to grow anymore!”

Kroanette looked at the elf curiously, noticed she stood nearly as tall as her human friend Triska did, glanced to the girl’s smaller bosom, then smiled weakly at her and shrugged.

“Oh,” she shakily replied. “I wasn’t aware you were three years younger than I. My apologies.”

“WHAT?” the elf roared out with, what Kroanette believed, flames of sheer anger shooting out from her eyes. “You’re only 19 fucking years old and you’ve got bouncy jugs like those? How the fuck is that possible? What the hell are you drinking every day? Ten gallons of milk or something?”

“Listen,” Kroanette said with a nervous smile. “Is there any way we can talk without you threatening me with your arrow? Please?”

The elf promptly fired her arrow straight into the ground next to Kroanette’s head, the centaur freezing in place with a faint whine as the loud whack of the arrow didn’t scare her nearly as bad as the bolt touching the side of her head did. Even a mere centimeter closer and the arrow would have struck through the side of her skull.

“Don’t you
ever
order me around, you bitch!” the elf yelled as she reached back and pulled out three arrows in her hand, having one bolt between each of her fingers as she primed all three with her bow and took aim at the centaur’s head again.

“I wasn’t ordering you, I was only asking nicely,” Kroanette whimpered. She glanced to the arrow next to her then up at the elf with fright.

‘The force that arrow was fired with… she could strike through steel armor with those things.’

Kroanette stared at the elf with fearful eyes, seeing the girl ready to fire three arrows straight at her at once. The bolts looked to be normal arrows with feathered ends and steel tips, all of them appearing finely pointed and easily capable of piercing right through the centaur’s skull with ease.

“Three arrows at once? Isn’t that a bit much?”

“Don’t tell me how to kill those who piss me off!” the elf shouted out. “Why shoot one arrow when you can fire three at the same time? You kill things faster that way, you idiot!”

Kroanette blinked then glanced over to the men who had been shot dead by a volley of arrows. She then realized something and looked up at the elf with wonder.

“Wait a minute, did you kill those men all by yourself?”

“Of course I did! Who do you think shot the shit out of them?”

“But…” Kroanette said slowly glancing around the area, seeing nobody else nearby. “The number of arrows fired at those men… there had to be more than one archer firing them. You mean to tell me you did that all by yourself?”

“You calling me a liar?” the elf demanded loudly. “There isn’t anybody else out here besides me and a dead centaur! Now say your prayers, bitch!”

“Please, stop!” Kroanette cried out while shutting her eyes. “I’m sorry, I really am! I mean if you wanted to get raped that’s all on you, fine, but I never wanted to come here in the first place! I’m just looking for my friends! They disappeared and I’m trying to find them again, I swear!”

“Spare me the sob story, I don’t give a fuck,” the elf scoffed as she brought all three arrows back to fire.

“I’m begging you not to do this! I need to find my friends! We were on our way to Flairwood when they just vanished on me! Please!”

The elf watched her carefully for a moment then slowly relaxed her stance.

“Flairwood?” she repeated with a raised eyebrow.

Kroanette slowly opened her eyes and nodded while trembling under the elf.

“Yes, we were traveling there when… I don’t know what happened, but everyone just vanished on me. I have to find them again, that’s all I was trying to do when I came through here.”

The elf glared at her for a while before slowly glancing to the left, her aim on the centaur remaining steady while Kroanette waited to see what she would do next.

“Alright then,” the girl said before staring down at the centaur with discontent. “You’re going to make up for ruining my chance to get pregnant. I’m on my way to Rackleholm right now, and it just so happens that’s in the direction of Flairwood. You’re going to take me to Rackleholm, it’ll beat having to walk there with a steed to ride instead.”

“Wait, what?” Kroanette asked before the elf stomped down on her gut, the centaur then coughing and squirming about under the girl’s boot.

“You heard me,” the elf snapped. “You owe me, either with your life or by being my personal horse. You’re going to take me to the village and then you’re going to take me back home again, and you’re going to do so with a fucking smile on your face. Got it?”

Kroanette caught her breath then smiled nervously at the elf while holding her hands up defensively.

“While I do wish to make up for… upsetting you as I have, I must find my friends again as I have already promised to help them with their own quest. I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to decline.”

“Do you have any idea who I am, centaur?” the elf hissed with narrowed eyes.

“Someone who I
really
wish I hadn’t stumbled upon,” Kroanette nervously answered.

“I’m Clover, the finest huntress of Green Haven, and I am
not
an elf to be fucked with!”

“But you just said you wanted three men to have sex with you,” Kroanette pointed out with a weak smile.

Clover fired her arrows down at the girl, all three bolts striking into the ground with loud whacks as Kroanette froze with a frightful expression on her face. She felt two of the arrows resting against her neck on either side while the third had struck down into the dirt between two of her fingers. The centaur turned pale with fear as she glanced at the arrows that had been fired in a straight line across her while just avoiding drawing any blood.

‘Dear lord, her accuracy with three arrows is just as true as with only one.’

“Now you listen up,” Clover hissed as she brought out another three arrows with one hand and primed them in her bow. “You’re going to be a good horse for me and take me to Rackleholm, then you’re going to take me back to my home forest, and then you’re going to take me wherever the fuck I need to go after that. And do you know why?”