Note - I thought I'd release this. It's the unedited version of The Three Deaths Chapter 7. LTL has yet to edit it and add his stuff to it because of some IRL stuff. You can't fault him for that. He helps me out with so much stuff. Way more than y'all know. So, give please him some time. Because of this it will seem somewhat short. He comes in and pretty much doubles the length of the chapters. I have started work on Chapter 8. I'm hoping to have at least 12 chapters in Book 1. Anyway, enjoy.
The Three Deaths Chapter 7
Eastern Europe 432AD
A covered wagon is going down the dirt road of a dark forest. Lucifer and Abere are at the front of the wagon leading deeper into the woods.
“So she more powerful than you?” Abere asks her dad.
“Oh, yeah. The Queen Vampire God Mikquie could vaporizer me in an instant.” Luci says to his daughter. “That's why we give her tribute.”
“How old is she?” Abere asks.
“Older than Grandma Jiutian. I know that for a fact.” Luci says to her.
“Please! Take us home! We don't want to die!” A young girl in her early teens yells from a cage behind Luci. “Also, I'm not a virgin. I'm the town slut. The Queen will hate my taste. I've taken it in my...um.”
“God damn it Baraia. I knew we should have taken those sex pamphlets from that bard.” Another young teen next to her says.
“I was worried he was gonna take advantage of us. I didn't want to become his 21st wife.” Baraia replies.
“You see Abere these are what you call morons. This is why they're being sacrificed. I want you to study hard as you can and fill that brain with knowledge. Never stop learning.” Luci says to Abere.
“You got it dad.” Abere says to him.
“Wait, we're not being sacrificed because of our purity?” Baraia asks grabbing the bars and sticking her face through them.
“No. You're stuck up bitches who believe you know everything, who won't stop complaining about problems that you've caused and constantly complain about the folks in charge even though you're nobals yourselves. We're taking out the trash.” Luci says with a smile on his face.
“Some day in the future we will rule this world and folks will have to listen to us Virago.” Baraia yells with her fist in the air. “Virago Power!!”
“Uh, no. You're a brainless moron who won't shut the fuck up. Also we're taking you to the Virago in charge and she's eat you alive in the literal sense.” Luci says.
“You're yelling Virago Power even though the ruler of this land is a god that is female.” Luci says smiling.
“Well, she's the wrong kind of female.” Barais says pouting.
“I hope she eats you extremely slowly.” Luci says rolling his eyes.
A Few Hours Later...
“I love it when they fight for their lives yelling Misogynist over and over. It makes dinner exciting.” The tall six foot nine inch woman with jet black hair, wearing a revealing robe, who's eye's are glowing with more fire than Luci's as she picks at her teeth says as she levitating gliding down the hallway with Luci and Aberer walking besides here.
“I'm glad you enjoyed them so much. You've got a glob of flesh on your cheek there your highness.” Luci says pointing at Queen Mikquie cheek.
The Queen picks the human flesh off her cheek and puts it in her mouth with her eyes closed and taking pleasure from it.
“Thank you my dear Luci. You are a good servant. I will go over the document you have given me and decide.” The Queen says smiling at Luci.
“Thank you. I will take my leave then.” Luci says as her and Abere bow to her.
“You may. I will see you in 60 years.” the Queen says.
“Have a nice rest.” Luci says. Queen Mikquie closes her eyes and nods.
Later driving wagon back to town.
“That was the most terrifying thing I've ever seen though they kind of deserved it with their aditute.” Abere says with a half smile.
“Well, that's kind of the problem. If most women weren't so stuck up and high on themselves the sexes would probably be vastly more equal. Men don't mind smart or strong women we don't like anyone who's got an attitude and are full of themselves. If you want proof of this just go to a gladiator fight. The women are praised and paid just as much as the men. “
Luci looks at Abere and says to her “Remember Abere always be modest. Don't look down on anyone even if they deserve it. You don't know what the future holds and those weak folks could become powerful. We've seen regimes come and go and it will always be that way. Gain your knowlege and use it to your advantage but don't show off.”
“You've got it dad.” Abere says.
“Talking about regime changes I have a felling that Guthiuda is about to go through these changes.” Luci says while looking ahead. He sees thousands of troops of the Vampacric and Roman Armies marching in down the road in their direction.
“Is that the Vampacric and Romans marching together?” Abere asks standing up on the wagon seat to see.
“It is. You know shit's happening when the vampires and humans team up to fight a common cause. I hope it ends quick for Mikquie. She's been a good friend and teacher. Maybe I'll see her in another form sometime in the future.” Luci says with a worried look on his face looking at the two approaching armies.
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Back in the present...
“So Val is actually is a vampire god?” Zina asks looking up at her dad from the chair she's sitting in in the lobby of the hotel.
“Basically yeah.” Grant says to her standing in front of her looking down.
“How's the soda?” He asks her.
“Good. It's been a while since I've had a Ramune.” Zina replies
“I figured with that being the sixth one you've had in fifeteen minutes.” Grant says smiling at her.
“It's your fault I'm addicted to sugar as much as Hollywood executives were addicted to John Cusack's asshole in the 70s.” Zina says to her dad.
“Okay, I'll give you that one. You've got to remember what we did to you was new. There's gonna be some side effects. Every action has a reaction.” Grant says smirking at Zina.
“Yeah, yeah.” Zina says smiling at her dad.
Cobo walks up to Grant “Okay I think everything is ready and put in place. Val has been telaported to the facility.”
“Great.” Grant says to Cobo.
“Are you ready Zina?” Grant asks Zina reaching out his hand.
“Yeah, let's go.” Zina says taking his hand and standing up.
“We're ready.” Grant says into his ear communicator.
The red fireflies appear and surround the three and Zina prepares her stomach for the punch.
A Couple Days Later Across the Galaxy on Destro-7...
Zina walks into meeting room where Bao and Aisha are arguing in the corner. Cobo and a few Clone Drones are talking at the end of meeting table. Zina walks up to Aisha and Bao. Bao has some kind of hat on her head.
“I don't see why you need to wear them Bao. It's quite disgusting.” Aisha says to her old sister.
“They make good hats. I plan to make them fashionable.” Bao replies.
“Yeah I don't know if hats made from the peeled off faces of recently murdered Socialists are gonna sell good. I don't see a market for that.” Aisha says to Bao.
“You would be wrong. I just got an order in for 1,500 of them on my website by some guy name Nugent in Texas.” Bao says to Aisha.
“Really? Color me impressed. I guess I was wrong.” Aisha says while shrugging and raising her hands.
“Jesus Christ you two. You two are sick.” Zina says rolling her eyes walking up to them announcing her presence.
“Hey, I'm perfectly normal. Bao the sick weirdo who enjoys murder.” Aisha says to Zina while pointing at Bao.
“Selling jars of your piss to your internet followers is not what I'd call normal.” Zina says to Aisha.
“I saw a market for something that was needed and I took advantage of it.” Aisah says smiling at Zina.
“Me too.” Bao says to Zina in a blank face looking down at Zina.
“Bao, I will give you some props because your product actually takes some time and effort to make. Hunting down hippies and sewing their faces together is somewhat tough work. Thumbs up for the work effort.” Zina says to Bao.
“Thank you. I take pleasure in my hobbies and am just happy I can make some money doing it.” Bao says bowing in respect to Zina's complement.
“Hey, I work hard on filling up those gallon jugs of piss. Do you have any idea how much water I've got to drink?” Aisha asks.
“I'm sure you believe that.” Zina says to Aisha.
“You're apology is accepted.” Aisha says smiling to Zina.
“I didn't...” Zina stops thinking it might alright for the conversation to just end there.
“Girls we're ready.” Cobo says to them from across the room waving for them to come over.
The Three Deaths go over and sit down at the table as Queen Cobo stands up and turns on the Holomophin to explain the mission.
Six and a Half Hours Later on an Enemy Planet Called Paccao...
Zina is sitting behind a giant rock on the red dirt ground of a desert drinking a Cherry Slushie. She's got hundreds of bullet holes in her body and the an eighth of the top right of her head is missing all of which are growing back.
“You've had worse.” Bao says to Zina who is sitting next to her holding her rifle.
Zina looks up at Bao giving her an annoyed look. All of a sudden there's the sound of massive explosion.
Zina smirks at Bao “I guess she's here.”
“Yep. But where?” Bao replies.
“You guys seriously need to get those updated eye implants.” the voice of Clarice says as her cloaking device is turn off and she's appear right in front of them like a Yautja in the Predator movies. She's caring her railgun sniper rifle.
Bao and Zina stand up and look over the battlefield. The dead bodies of hundreds of Clone Drones ripped to shreds cover it. Beyond it is a collapsed burning fortress.
“I'm guessing you got him?” Zina ask Clarice.
“I always get my target.” Clarice says smiling at Zina.
All of a sudden the blue sky turns dark red and thick energy beam from above hits what's left of the fortress vaporizing it in a few seconds. Ten seconds later the soundwave hits the three girls with a ear piercing loud boom.
“Okay, that was pretty cool.” Clarice says with a grin on her face.
“What was the point of it though? The fortress was already defeated.” Zina says confused.
“Probably dad just having fun. You know like shooting cans with a pellet gun.” Clarice says to Zina.
“Yeah, but a pellet for a pellet gun doesn't cost the entire GDP of all of Asia.”
“True. He can afford it though.” Clarice says.
A transport craft appears and flies towards them. It lands about a hundred feet away. The side opens up and stair form from a black liquid from below. Grant walks out. He's wearing clothes that were the kind worn on a military bases in the middle east before Zina was born. Behind him Zina is happy to see Valentina in her business suit looking down at a tablet computer. Her hair is no long the bluish purple but instead jet black. They walk over to Zina, Bao and Clarice.
“You've got to admit that was fucking cool!” Grant says with his arms up in the air.
“I do have to admit, it was very cool.” Clarice says to him.
“How you doing Val?” Zina ask the now black haired loli.
“I'm doing okay. My body feels a little strange after the injection.” Val says to Zina.
“You'll get used to having a beating heart and actual blood circulating your body sooner or later.” Grant says to her.
“The vibration from the heartbeat is annoying as hell though. I don't know how you guys live with it.” Val says to Grant.
“We don't really notice it unless there's something wrong. At least that's what I remember.” Zina says.
Over the past couple days Grant had been ejecting Val with a new product that was used to bring dead cells back to life.
“Though I don't know how I feel about being used as a test subject for your cosmetics division.” Val says to Grant.
“It'll be fine.” Grant says to Val smiling and patting her on the head with her giving him a look of annoyence.
“Don't fucking saying it.” Val says pointing at Zina.
“LOLI HEADPAT!” Zina says bursting out laughing.
“God damn it. I fucking hate you.” Val says turning way pouting.
“I am glad you're feeling better though.” Zina says.
“Thank you.” Val replies.
Zina looks over at Grant. He's looking at the destroyed fortress though what look like high tech binoculars.
“Everything seems like it worked.” he says smiling.
He brings the binoculars down and looks at the girls. “
Y'all ready to go back?” he asks.
“I am. I could go Trans Light.” Clarice says walking towards the transport craft.
The rest of them begin to follow her.
A few hours later they are back at Destro-7 and Clarice is drunk in the recreation room. She points at the beer can sitting on a table which has a picture of Michelle Obama on it in a bikini and for some reason she has a bulge in her crotch area. “It's just cruel. Why did dad have to take a well known beer and put a such a pretty woman on it and give her a dick and call it Trans Light? That's not nice.”
“You know dad. He enjoys ripping on folks.” Aisha says while texting on her phone in a Japanese school girl outfit.
“I think it's pretty funny.” Val says who's sitting in a reclining chair watching TV.
“I've got to agree with Val on this one.” Zina says smiling at her friend who she's happy to see is mostly back to normal.
“Okay, it's almost time. You gals ready?” Zina says sitting down on the couch next to Bao.
“Yeah, I guess. I did enjoy the first season.” Aisha says finally putting her phone down.
“There it is. Finally. After all this time.” Zina says. “No Game, No Life Season 2.”
“If anyone says a fucking word while the show is playing they will die by my hand.” Zina says pointing her finger at everyone.
“My lips are sealed.” Val says.
“Let us begin.” Zina says.