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The following is a bit of alternative fiction based on certain characters from the Xenaverse. It is not meant to infringe on anyone else's rights. If you don't agree or disapprove, please go read something else.
Izzy was very careful in her guidance through second level. In a way, this level was the easiest to get through because there was so much dead space and *most* of the creatures to be feared were nocturnal. This is why she hurried her tribesmates, through the territories. The night creatures had some very nasty habits, not all of which ended with the death of their victims. She didn't fancy finding out how well Elysians adapted to being in pieces or having fangs. She also didn't really want to have to deal with the denizens of third level, since their blood was acidic and deadly, but at least. . .most of them. .. were visible.
She was grateful for Tok's presence. She could see on levels that none of the others, even Penho could, but that didn't mean she didn't appreciate the wild creature's ability to perceive and interact with its environment. The daggite stayed "close" to her on dry land. It would brush up against her or Xena, then wander out to investigate a scent or run ahead, then come back again to check status quo. It got a lot of petting that way. She watched the daggite as carefully as she watched everything else around her. She categorized the rustles of the grasses. They'd killed several dumbunnies this level already.
"There's a settlement we should be able to stay at, ahead." The guide informed Melosa during one of their rest periods. The Amazon queen listened quietly, with her arms folded. Her legs were marked with a few red spots where swamp creatures had attached themselves.
They all had such marks. Oriena had been most unhappy. She hadn't been reassured at all by Penho's casual and friendly, "At least you're not dead," statement. The blonde had hated leeches on Earth. She hated those creatures on Tartarus. Penho had just joked, "Well, everyone has their own personal Tartarus down here."
Melosa asked, "We'll make it by nightfall?"
Izzy pointed with the tuft of brown grass she'd been chewing on. It soothed her stomach, "Sooner. We're making good time. We keep avoiding trouble, we'll be there before the sky turns twilight."
Melosa had just hmmphed at that. She turned to walk away, towards her lover then stopped. She looked back at Izzy, "Why did you stop?"
Izzy brushed her belly with her hand. The texture was different with the way her skin folded in and out. She took the tuft of grass from her mouth, "We needed rest." Melosa moved back towards the Tartaran, "I don't mean that. I mean, the temples. Why'd you quit?"
The demoness looked up at the rust colored sky then back into concerned brown eyes. "There was no point, Melosa. Artemis never came, not when I needed her. Everyone was right." All that effort. She'd hoped that it would forstall the changes, And then. .to go through the change. . .*all* those changes anyway. It had been as if she'd been pushed. The thought made the demon grim with anger.
Melosa, greatly daring, touched a large forearm. "Are you so sure about that?" she asked.
Izzy pulled away as if burned, "Oh, I'm sure." There was a ringing in the demons' ears and a pain in her chest. Melosa let her hand drop. She looked directly at the young woman.
"I know," Melosa was very careful, "Izzy. I know." Izzy felt as if her heart were being pierced. "Artemis knows."
"Well *she* can just," Izzy started to growl out an opinion, but she felt a presence come up behind her, touch her, soothe her.
"What did Artemis charge you with Melosa?" Xena asked. She sniffed the air. If she wasn't mistaken, there was going to be rain. Lots of it.
"Rebuilding her temples."
"In exchange for?"
"Finding my sister, renewing the Amazons, providing," she looked directly at Izzy, "divine aide to this world." She looked at the row of dumbunnies, "She is the mistress of the hunt. She could help."
"She wants worship? She won't find much here." Izzy spat upon the ground. Ha. Here Izzy was a . . .no. . .don't go there. . .yet. They would find out soon enough, if they were so dead set on making this trip. Damn she was being stupid, traipsing them through the safelands. She should just drag them through. . .no. ..the warm presence besides her reminded her why. .No. .There were good reasons. One of which held the key to her heart.
Melosa felt a wounding for her young successor. "No. She doesn't want worship. Though it couldn't hurt. She just. . ." Melosa felt a loss of words at the pulsing anger that emanated from the Tartaran, "She wants to.. . ."
Oriena came up behind her mate,"Bring us back together, to bring her Amazons back. If we are strong here, we will be strong there."
Izzy sneered and stepped away, "Whatever." She whistled for Tok, "I'm just the tour guide. We'll go where you want to go. You want temples. Fine. You'll get them." She grinned, showing Melosa teeth that had killed before. "Just won't guarantee the results."
"I don't need the guarantees. I just need to get there. All I have to do is to take care of the temples." . . .which you built Izzy. . .you were on the right track. . .*She* was there. . for all of it. . .
"You're gonna be here a long time, Melosa." The red demon spoke from experience. She twisted her foot in the ground and killed a colorful beetle with out thinking about it.
The Amazon queen smiled grimly, "What else better have I got to do?" Melosa hadn't told Izzy everything. There was plenty more. The rest would come later.
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