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URL: ../../STO/hell/hell53.htmlThe 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.
Xena Raged!!!
At first she'd tried to halt the animal. Then, when *that* didn't work, she tried using her strength of will and body to try and maneuver it in the direction that she wanted to go. But the Striger, rushed, on all six powerful legs, as fast as it's furry body could take it. And that was harrowlingly damn fast enough to make her hair blow hard and back like a flag and her skin sting with the slap of the wind. It was a sensation that she normally would have enjoyed, but the animal was taking her farther and farther from that wench-bitch of a lover, who'd fooled her so well. She should have realized something was wrong. She should have made the time to find out was bothering her lover so, but there had been no time. A small niggling regret formed in the back of her throat, but she shook it off. If there had been no time then, there was even less now, by Zeus.
Xena twisted in her seat, holding tight to the reins with one hand, intending to seek her lover visually. The sight that greeted her was not what she expected and she froze. The warrior's heart seemed to fall to her toes or else crawl up her throat or maybe it was just trying to both at the same time. She wasn't sure which way her heart was going, but like the striger, it seemed to move wildly beyond her control, as if it were trying to fly headlong out of her body and flee into the city.
Xena, who normally had to go through long processes to identify *what* she was feeling, didn't have that problem this time. She recognized terror when she saw it, and knew it when she felt it. Her blood ran cold now and only her long practice at dour stoicism kept her body from betraying her. Fear's icy familiar fingerprints left dazzling sparkles against her eyelids, providing false lights into the darkness that was the sky. Funny, it was usually her victims who felt this way. For some reason, Xena resented that.
It was pure stubborness that made her do what she did next. Or maybe it was love. The will that caused her to leap from the Striger's back, turning circles in the air, was an emotion that would have to analyzed later. For now, Xena had only one goal. The rest of her just followed.
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Penho saw the woman leap, somersault and begin running...and not in the right direction. Of course, *her* striger was just as uncooperative in her command to turn around. The blue Tartaran cursed a streak and found herself following Xena's example. She dismounted with simple elegance, even as the Striger crossed the giant's path. Salmoneus, despite himself, was looking up at the fearsome visages and missed her leaving.
It was probably better that way. Penho paused just long enough to feel the regret of her loss. Her hand reached towards the calming border, fingers reaching towards the light then she turned away and faced the song.
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