“We’ll discuss what happened when we return to headquarters. Elshazar, notify the kingdom we are on DEFCON level 4, prepare for level 5 notice. Zara, notify the Shirin King that we could use all the help we can get since he is the closest galaxy,” he commanded the warriors as they rapidly walked behind Alford and Mitzie. “Yes, commandant,” they said in unison. “I am assumed that they took your communicators when they took the van. What they didn’t count on was us always having a backup.” Alford said as the emerged from the building and headed towards the trunk of his SUV. He removed four galactic transmitters and handed one to each of the warriors. “My wife has had a long day, and I’m taking her home. We will reconvene at sunrise,” he said closing the trunk and moving to open Mitzie’s door. “Yes, Commandant,” they said in unison just as an onyx black Bentley minivan sped into the space where they were standing and jolted to a stop in front of them. Mitzie quickly moved behind Alfo
Mitzie let out a content groan and smiled as she rubbed her stomach. She then realized that she was no longer in the car and instantly shot up to take in her surroundings. It took her a moment to realize that she was at home in their bed, but Alford was not around. “Alford?” she called in a semi-loud voice. When there was no response, she listened to see if she could hear the shower running. There was complete silence, and a glance towards the floor-to-ceiling windows let her know that it was nighttime. “Alford?” she called again turning her legs to get out of the bed. She supported her stomach with one hand as she used the other to push herself up. It was at that moment she realized that she was sporting a much larger bump than she had previously. “Oh damn! Is this another vision or dream or whatever the hell I’ve been having?” she asked herself. She quickly looked around for her cell phone which she found on the nightstand beside her. While still cupping her stomach, she unlocked
Mitzie’s eyes grew to the size of saucers as she listened to Emma’s words. “My father was the grand sorcerer, or king if you would, of Parmony. In his attempt to use his magic to force the goddess Aliyah to appear ahead of schedule, he decimated half of the Parmonian galaxy – himself and our mother included. The other kings saw the galaxy’s stars ablaze, but none ventured to see what was going on, except King Samael. When the warriors arrived, under the leadership of Orthos’ father, they found us four siblings clinging to life on one of the planets that had not been destroyed. Luceron and Claris were reluctant to leave Parmony, but since Milvan was the oldest and in direct line of throne ascension, they could not disobey his orders.” Emma began pacing as she continued relaying the story. “I was the youngest sibling, and without parents, I was more than glad to follow my big brother anywhere. He and I were grateful to King Samael for his willingness to send saviors for us. We pled
“With all due respect, Commandant, I don’t know how you ever did it,” Stanley said in a hushed voice opening his eyes to look at Alford. “That was many centuries ago, Elshazar,” Alford responded turning his head to where he could see Stanley. “I was young and stupid. On the goddess, though, I don’t know how I did it either,” he chuckled making a mock gagging noise. Both men chuckled at the conversation as they lay on the cold, hard concrete. “I can’t seem to reach Preticus through the link, can you contact Malshavez?” he asked attempting to slide his body around to fully face Stanley. “No, I was trying to reach her, and it’s like an impenetrable mind block that won’t let me connect,” he replied trying to roll on his other side. “There must be a spell on the building that’s prohibiting our connection,” Alford groaned as he pushed himself against the wall. “I heard Luceron tell Claris that Japheth has entered the Milky Way. We need to figure out how to get out of here.” Alford stra
“So, what should we do with them?” Spandau asked as he twiddled a rubber band with his fingers while sitting at the table that was in the middle of the warehouse open floor. “We’ll let Japheth decide when he gets here. I have no use for any of them…except for maybe Orthos. If he gives in and decides to be with me, I may just keep him around. After all, he’s handy in some ways besides just being a warrior,” Claris wiggled her eyebrows with a smirk on her face. “I did not need to know that,” Spandau grimaced rubbing his hand over his face. “The women are still knocked out,” Marva announced walking towards them from the office space of the warehouse where the three female warriors were being held. “Do you think we should wake them up before he gets here?” “No, let them stay as they are. Orthos and Elshazar are awake. They’re in there,” she nodded her head towards the room she’d left them in, “savoring the show I gave them…” “Oh, that’s just too much! I really don’t wanna hear that!”
Mitzie stayed rooted to her spot as she turned her head, feigning interest in the scenery. It was quiet, with the exception of rodents and ground creatures scurrying about in the dirt and little grass patches that were spread out amongst the terrain. “Hm,” was all she could think to say while she maintained a hold on her bump. “I know that’s not news you’d want to hear, but knowing my sister, she will for sure try to distract you and throw that information your way. At least you’ll be prepared,” Emma shrugged. “Prepared, I would never be to hear something like that. When was this?” Mitzie questioned with arched brows now looking at Emma. Marilee continued studying the ground as if she were uncomfortable being privy to this conversation. “Oh, it was several hundred years ago, your grace. Back when the General and the Commandant rescued us. It was short lived, however. Claris’ will was stronger than her feelings for the Commandant. She’d told him of her plans to retry father’s faile
“Can you feel this loop?” Alford strained his neck trying to look over his shoulder as he and Stanley lay back-to-back, fingers loosely fiddling with the knots on each other’s ropes. “I’m trying to get a grip on it, but the way they’ve got this tied, my fingers are getting more and more numb the more I move them,” Stanley replied, cursing under his breath as he turned his head towards the cement and squeezed his eyes closed in concentration. ~~~~ Sheloah’s head bobbed as she started to regain consciousness. She was slouched on the cement perched against the wall, her legs restrained and bent in front of her, and she could feel the crick in her neck as she tried to adjust her head to a right position. Suddenly, she jolted, and her eyes shot open twisting eagerly from side-to-side trying to take in her surroundings. She slowly shifted her head to observe Zara and Maria who were awkwardly laying on the opposite side of the room in a comatose state. She desperately struggled against t
“There it is,” Emma pointed to the large metal building that stood far enough away for them to stay off of Claris’ radar, but close enough to see with the naked eye. “It’s dark out here, but I don’t see any lights coming from inside,” Mitzie whispered chewing her bottom lip while squinting to observe the place. “The spell that Claris possibly used would conceal any indications of activity. She’d have restricted all methods of communication internally, and the building would appear to be desolate,” Emma responded. “I can get closer to scout the area?” Marilee said in an asking way while looking between the two other women. “Yes, that would be perfect,” Mitzie smiled at her. “Don’t let Sheera attempt a take down. We don’t know what we’re up against, so just scent around, and report back,” Emma instructed as she looked at Marilee. Marilee quickly removed the dress she was wearing, closed her eyes and rolled her neck before leaping forward with Sheera padding down on four paws. The w