Everyone was packed and ready to head home. Isaias and Zen simply teleported back and headed for the showers. After her shower, Zen joined everyone in the dining hall and squealed when she was picked up from behind and swung around. Isaias gave a similar squeak as Marco picked him up bridal style and disappeared. Stephan couldn’t do that but she could. She turned around and kissed him disappearing from the dining hall and into her room. There she kissed him as if her life depended upon it, opening her mouth and letting him in tasting him. She had missed his slight acidic taste on her tongue. His freshwater smell was also intertwined with something acidic now. She didn’t know what, but it smelt divine to her.

The fire in her grew and she threw back her head moaning as he tasted her salty neck no longer sweaty and dirty, but nice and fresh from her shower. He kissed down her neck and she held onto his shoulders breathing hard. Her hands wandered from his broad shoulders to his back and slightly scraped down. He moaned and kissed her again tumbling them to the bed. She rolled them over and snuck her hands up his shirt caressing his abs and chest. He groaned and she kissed down the cords of his neck.

She raised a hand into his hair and scraped at his scalp. She yelped when he tossed her under him, his bright diamond eyes gazing at her. “I told you to be ready to spend hours in bed if you ever did that,” he said, skimming his hand up her sides and down. “Well are you ready?” he asked, kissing her stomach and she nodded. He kissed her while undoing the button on her jeans…

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They lay beside each other spooned against one another. She turned to trail her hand down his chest, while he had his hand on her bare thigh stroking her skin softly. She smiled as her hair blanketed them from view. It had grown to waist length in those two months she was with Isaias training with the Guerreros. All she wore was the glowing blue necklace he had given her. He was kissing her shoulders over and over tracing the tribal tattoos she had there. She giggled and slapped him lightly

“You really can’t have enough of me huh?”

“Nope.” A kiss on her shoulder. “I can’t.” A kiss on her neck. “Ever have enough of you.” He kissed her lips and rolled her over, his hand sliding up her thigh. She moaned.

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Stephan gazed at Zen as she slept beside him. She’s so beautiful and out of everyone she picked me to share that beauty with. There’s no one like her anywhere. He smoothed back her hair from her face and smiled when she batted at his hands. Even asleep she’s so defensive! I...I love her. Not a day goes by when I’m not thinking of her and I’ll never stop either.

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He rested his head against her shoulder and slowly drifted off to sleep. I wonder if I’ll ever get the chance to tell her.

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Carmelo and Bernado watched as their combined forces amassed. Today was the third day. It was time for war. The Guerreros ran from one end to the other loading their weapons and making sure everything worked. The same was happening at Carmelo’s. Everyone was busy. Zen was loading up on weapons that Carmelo had given her and Bernado had brought her own from the station. Beside her was Isaias, who was also loading up. His uniform was different than the usual Guerrero uniform. This one had a Kevlar vest over the jacket and the cerulean was gone to match the charcoal pants. He wore a harness for his whips and his guns and carried his sword on his back. On her other side, Stephan was chatting with Senka who wore his assassin gear with all his gear including a sweet M95-S. Marco was arguing with Edline and Kiera was talking to Layna who wore extra padding in her dress that made her several pounds heavier. It was needed to protect her baby though. She was two months along and was starting to show a little. So far only Carmelo and Zen knew of it—her miracle baby.

Kiera was dressed in official medical gear for med droids. She was happy for once.

Marek was helping Val into a Kevlar vest made just for him, and beside Val was his metal staff all shiny and new. It was ready to crack heads open like eggs again. Marek was wearing his blaster guns and some AK niners, and an M 16-D Bernado had loaned him after he saw them in action and simply fell in love with them.

In the hall, Carmelo was dressed in a battle suit similar to his Arachnids. He was loaded with an M16-D, several pistols, and his rapiers, as well as several throwing knives. Beside him was Rosalinda in a battle dress and knee-high boots strapped to the nines with knives like her daughter and carrying her butterfly swords and strapped to her back was her sword, the one she beat Bernado with. It wasn’t her weapon of choice. Bernado had his cleavers out and was dressed similar to his Guerreros except he wore a cerulean undercoat to distinguish him from the rest. He too wore an armament of guns and pistols and knives. He also wore bombs. They lined his lapels.

Stephan was the least weaponized but that was because he was the weapon. He had two AK-47s strapped to his back and one blaster gun as well. Marco had his sword and his standard issue M16-D as well as his laser gun.

Edline had her short sword and a blaster gun. She was staying with Kiera on the battlefield who had machine guns loaded into her system and carried several blaster guns and a blazer gun.

“Everyone ready to move out,” asked Carmelo as he secured his mansion.

Whoops went all around.

“Let’s head to the battlefield then.”

Zen smirked and everyone disappeared.

Your wish is my command.