When roads meet (closed)

[milkmaiden38]

Thorvald let out a roar of pleasure as he fucked the tight vampire pussy from behind. It had been much too long since he last had sex, and it wasn't even close to this good. He grabbed her hips as he fucked her pussy harder. Pounding into her.

People looking from the street saw the strangest sight. A woman with huge breasts, squealing in excitement, as a man in the shadows fucked her from behind. Thorvald even took his hand and slapped Angela's cute ass, as he rammed his cock into her.

"You're going to cum so many times… you naughty slut!" He shouted to her.

Angela was cumming like crazy. She had met her match in bed! Her experienced pussy could milk any man dry … but not this Norseman. He was going to milk her dry.

“OHHH FUCKKKK” she moaned as her pussy betrayed her again … quivering and cumming all over his massive throbbing cock. Never had she felt this helpless, his cock felt too good … she wanted him to just keep fucking her until she passed out in pure pleasure.

Her big breasts swaying and bouncing as he battered into her. “MMMMMMMM” she moaned as he pulled out for a moment, his cock stood hugely erect, throbbing, the rigid rod pointed at Angela’s dripping pussy. She gasped, thankful for a break in cumming, but she wanted more. Thorvald grunted and quickly found her slick slit again and buried his cock deep inside her. Then drew back and pushed forward, driving his cock over and over inside her still-throbbing pussy. His thrusts became more and more powerful. She pushed her ass back against him, meeting each of his thrusts with her own.

He SLAPPED her ass, as she came again. She was close to passing out … she could only think about cumming. Her mind blank …full of pleasure as he grabbed her hips and rammed into her over and over, and rode her hard and fast. She squealed one last time as her pussy came extra hard, quivering wildly… and then she slumped over the window sill… passed out from the passion. He had fucked her silly. He had defeated the vampire with his mighty cock! His cock blasted a load into her quivering unconscious body as a final statement of his dominance.

 

[TertiusHuman]

His second orgasm was intense, almost enough to buckle his own knees, after pulling from Angela's pussy and seeing their combined juices running from her well-fucked pussy. It was really a sense of pride that. It was his doing that a vampire was slumped over an open windowsill, providing the populace a fair view. He managed a grin and then carefully hoisted Angela back inside and placed her on the bed, returning to the window to latch the shutters close again.

He blew out the candle and slumped down next to Angela, he was sure that she would wake up before dawn, he was going to make certain that neither one of them would forget this night. OK so he was planning to fuck a vampire, but then again...she was no ordinary vampire, that much have become very obvious by now.

He must have dozed off, because it felt like he had barely closed his eyes when he woke with the delicious feeling of a warm mouth sucking on his cock. He opened his eyes and looked down to find Angela busy tending to his growing erection, it was still dark in the room, that meant that it was not dawn yet. He pushed up onto his elbows and looked down at her, "I thought that you'd have had enough by now."

 

[milkmaiden38]

"Never" Angela replied with a naughty smile. Her mouth returned to his big cock.

Thorvald jerked uncontrollably as Angela sucked deeply on his cock. The pleasant sensation at the epicenter of his cock spread all over his body. Angela was lightly licking and pumping his cock with her tongue and lips. She pursed her lips around his cock tighter as it entered her mouth. She was licking the entire underside of his cock.

Thorvald moaned louder and thrust his pelvis upward, pushing his cock into her mouth. A shiver ran through him as she sucked harder. He was started bucking against her mouth. She dug her fingers into his legs as the assault a height of sexual passion.

The moans and gasps grew louder as Thorvald could feel his balls were getting ready to release. He increased the tempo of fucking her mouth. Reciprocating she started to suck harder. Sucking and lapping at his cock, taking it deep into her throat; she was fondling his balls too.

Thorvald gasped "AAAAAHHHHHH ....... I ..... am.... C...o...m....i.....n....g..... ... " As he ejaculated into her mouth. His cock went on spurting a load of semen in her mouth and there was a feeling of wonderful emptiness in his balls and cock.

Both of them stayed like that for a while. Finally she pulled his cock from her mouth and licked her lips clean of Thorvald’s cum. She got up from the bed and splashed some water in her face before sliding in next to him in bed.

Thorvald held Angela tight, giving her a hug. “That was great!” he whispered to her.

“You too!!” She whispered back. “I’m sure glad we did this. It is special, both of us feeling the same way about each other.”

“How do you know how I feel?” Thorvald asked, a little on the defensive.

“A woman can tell. I know you like me … even if it, is only a little.” She said giggling.

“BAHH” Thorvald grunted.

“OK … I’ll shut up about your feelings. But I can tell you, I’m sure glad we both took some risks in pursuing this relationship. It is nice having something that most people never experience.” Angela cooed.

 

[TertiusHuman]

He eyed her, "Relationship?"

He grunted and then chuckled, "And this from the woman who wanted to have rats attack me not too long ago."

He shifted into a better position, curiously enough her body felt good against his own. Oh sure it had felt good for a long time, but now that the lust had been satiated and there was actually more to think about, he realized that he had missed the touch of a woman. Sure all the raids and travels have given him enough riches to start his own family, he had never found a woman who could keep up with him physically or mentally.

And like the gods would have it, he now have met a woman who could and she was a draugr. He grinned then, "You do know that there's three guys out there waiting for me to finish with you right?"

 

[milkmaiden38]

Men were stupid. Thorvald did not know it, but he was in a relationship with Angela. They both liked each other and he just did not know how “hooked” he was. Angela did know, but she also knew she was hooked too. A very bad situation for a woman to be in, especially one that was most likely going to out live her lover by many thousands of years. But love did not care about all that. Love was love. And you needed to enjoy it when you were in it.

“MMM” Angela said “Easy problem to solve. I can turn into a bat and fly out the window. But I think a better ruse is you drag my unconscious body out of here stating “I fucked her silly. Sorry chaps!!” to those young men that are waiting. Once out of town, I’ll wake up and we can go visit that monastery” Angela suggested.

 

[TertiusHuman]

He chuckled, "After that little show we put on, I think they will understand if you don't go downstairs for the night."

This was kind of nice, they still had an hour or so before the sun rose, but he was sure there was not much more for them to do. "You know what? The stones can wait a few more hours. Let's get some sleep. I did pay for this room after all."

And for Thorvald, that was as far as he would go to admit that he had any feelings for Angela. Offering to share his bed and furs with somebody who he clearly knew to be a vampire and not one to be trusted. He slid from the bed, picked up his traveling gear, untied his furs and threw it all onto the bed, covering Angela's naked form and he slid into bed next to her.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela was a little disappointed that Thorvald had not chosen her idea. The look on those young men’s faces would have been priceless. But Thorvald sleep idea also had its merits. When the two got up, dressed, and went downstairs the pub was still serving a simple but hearty breakfast. The two filled up their plates and grabbed a quiet corner to talk. Angela wanted to get all mushy and lovey dovey with Thorvald but she knew that was the WRONG thing to do. He was not the type to talk about his emotions. His sleeping with her was all he needed to do or say. She still felt compelled to say one thing. So as Thorvald started to dig into his eggs, Angela said it.

“Thorvald, thank you for last night. I don’t want to feed your huge male ego, but I have been alive for a few hundred years and that was bar none the best sex I have ever had.” Angela said with 100% certainty.

Thorvald looked up from his food plate a small smile on his face. “You’re welcome” he said as he ate another bite of eggs, thinking, while still looking at Angela. It took a while before he said “You were pretty good too.”

Angela just shook her head in frustration “It took you that long to evaluate whether I was good last night?” Angela asked Thorvald just shrugged his shoulders and put on his little puppy dog face “I’ve been with a few women…” He bragged in a shy kind of way.

“Oh by the gods… you are an asshole, just like I use to call you!!” Angela replied regretting her earlier compliment she had given him.

Two hours later

Even with the thick overcast, the trail to the monastery was very beautiful. The rolling hills which ended in mountains ran along both sides of the river forming the canyon. The river was fast flowing, but not too deep. The trees near the water were big and dark green. Waterfalls could be seen falling from the mountains to feed the larger river between the trees. Angela and Throvald were both on their horses and approached the monastery.

It sat between a fork in the river. There was a curtain wall surrounding the various building. The two approached the large metal gate in the curtain wall.

“Hello! Anyone home?” Angela asked as she knocked on the gate.

 

[TertiusHuman]

The way Angela banged on the gate just made Thorvald shake his head. He dismounted from his horse and joined her at the gate, "These gates almost never open. Look at the hinges and the ground."

He pointed out the well-oiled hinges which showed almost no wear on them and the fact that the stones in front of the gates were almost brand new.

"But if you look at that part of the gate, you will see the ground is scuffed and pretty well-used."

He moved over to the gate and noticed the thin wire. He grabbed hold of it and pulled, somewhere inside the walled monastery a bell rang two peals and footsteps came rushing towards the gate. A panel opened and two dark brown eyes looked at Thorvald.

"Yes?"

Thorvald arched an eyebrow, "I am Thorvald son of Grel, I have been sent here by Thor Odinson to bring the stones of Kelt to the temple of the gods in Skör."

The brow frowned at him,

"You travel with a draugr."

It was a statement, not a question. Thorvald nodded, "I do."

"It is forbidden."

Thorvald scoffed, "It is only forbidden because they are base creatures who prove to only want to kill the living. She is more of an enigma, she is not as base as the other. I shall vouch for her."

There was a long silence, "Wait, we shall consult the Oracles."

Thorvald shrugged, "Please do."

The panel slid shut and he turned to Angela, "Well let's get a camp going, this might take some time."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela and Thorvald set up their small make shift camp as they waited. Angela had started a fire and both of them were enjoy a hot drink near the fire. Thorvald had been correct as the day advanced. Consultation with Oracles took time.

This made Angela start to think. After a while she asked Thorvald about her thoughts.

“I’ve been thinking… You are on a mission, given to you by a god. These Cenobitic Monks… are a group of people that live a simple life and worship their god. And Oracles… that provide wise and insightful counsel get their insight from their gods. You ever notice how many things involve the gods?" Angela asked Thorvald.

Thorvald grunted “I try to stay away from the gods. But for Monks, that is their calling.” Thorvald answered.

“Why do they do it? Is it about pleasing the gods or god? Are they hoping for a better after life?” Angela asked.

“You need to ask the Monks these questions. How should I know? But I would think pleasing their god is important to them and their god will most likely reward them in the after life.” Thorvald explained.

Angela was more thoughtful after Thorvald’s statement. She was thinking about something, and then she looked at him again. She asked him “There has been something bothering me even before I met you. Being a vampire is depressing. I mean what is the point? I have no soul so I will not be going to heaven or hell. I just stop being. There is no life goal for vampires… I could be good vampire or an evil one. It makes no difference.” Angela said as her piercing dark green eyes stared off in the distance trying to see some kind of answer. “What is the purpose of life, for a vampire?” Angela asked.

Thorvald thought for a moment before he answered “You need to figure that out for yourself. But, if I were in your shoes, and I lived forever… this world would be my heaven and/or my hell. I would make this world the way I wanted it. I would make this planet my heaven since I’m stuck here anyhow.”

Angela looked at Thorvald and realized what an incredibility thought he had just given her. She took a sip of her hot drink as her whole world view shifted in her mind.

“Thorvald, you are right. I need to stop feeling sorry about my situation and start working it to my advantage. Since I live so long, I could really change this place. I could make sure people are good to the environment. So the world does not get polluted. I could work to prevent wars… I could” She stopped talking as her eyes grew really big, staring at Thorvald “I could change the human race… I could killing off the evil humans, so the race would become good or at least more good.” Angela said in total excitement.

“Evil has a way of coming back” Thorvald pointed out. Just then the side door opened to the monastery and a monk walked out. “You may enter” he told both of them.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Thorald covered the fire and drained the last of his drink.

"That was quite fast, normally you have to wait for a day or two."

He led the way and after entering, he stepped aside for Angela to enter. Despite outwards appearances the monastery was well-kept, the courtyard filled with beautiful flower beds and a central fountain with benches surrounding it. On these benches a few of the monks sat in silent prayer or meditation. Thorvald removed his weapons and laid them down on a sturdy wooden table. It was his first visit, but he also knew that these monasteries all held the same rules. No weapons.

He waited for Angela to do the same and then they both followed the young man, he led them into the building which smelled pleasantly of incense and the soft voices of people in prayer. They passed through various rooms holding artifacts of immeasurable worth. Of course the plunderer in Thorvald wanted to look around in glee, but he resisted the urge. He knew that all eyes were on him and Angela.

They came to thick oak doors, a knock from the young man made one of the doors open. He slipped inside and Thorvald followed, the door closing behind Angela as she entered. They stood in a large room, the walls held drapes of wool, the glass in the windows smoked just slightly to break the harshness of the sun. The abbot sat in a straighbacked, plain wooden chair.

"Please approach.""

He studied the two as they stepped closer, his eyes settling on Angela.

"Ah one of the undead. Tell me, how have you managed to get this human to trust you? Is he under your thrall?"

Thorvald bristled slightly, but wisely held his tongue since tact was Angela's domain and not his.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela was impressed with the monastery. It was very beautiful and clean. Her presence in the place was unique, but she got only a few quick glances. The monks were disciplined, as she was not wearing her usual long black cloak. Therefore the monks had a good view of her voluptuous and ravishing figure. Her reveling black corset that enhanced her breasts and exposed her naked waist. Her short leather skirt and long sexy legs covered in long black boots. All of this did not seem to draw they eyes to her.

As she entered the room with the Abbot, it was truly the first time she was studied so closely. Then the Abbot asked his question about Thorvald trusting her and was he under her thrall.

After a second, a huge smile broke across Angela’s gorgeous face.

“OH Abbot if you only knew Thorvald!!” She said with a tingle of frustration in her voice. “You’d never asked that question!! He is like a cross by between a cat and a mule, no creature is more stubborn!” Angela explained.

“I’m not stubborn” Thorvald said in his defense “it is just that my way is better”

Angela pushed her long silky black hair back and smiled at the Abbot.

“First of all, I don’t think the asshole really trusts me.” She said to the abbot as she pointed to Thorvald. “Secondly, to enthrall someone, the person enthralled needs to have a weak mind. Thorvald is way too stubborn to be enthralled!!!” Angela explained.

The Abbot nodded in understanding and seemed to be satisfied with her answer.

 

[TertiusHuman]

The Abbot looked at Thorvald.

"She says you do not trust her, yet you vouch for her?"

Thorvald shifted slightly, "She is upset with me. This morning my lack of tact have upset her and she is still moody about that."

He looked at Angela, "I will vouch for her none the less, she have proven herself to be trust worthy, good with a blade and a good traveling companion and friend."

The Abbot harumphed and raised a hand, then he shifted in his seat, "What brings a Norseman to our door?"

Thorvald raised himself to his full length, "I come on orders from Thor Odinson. He requested the Stones of Kelt to be brought to him."

His words caused a stir, all the monks started whispering as the Abbot looked at Thorvald with raised eyebrows. "A god appeared to you? Describe this meeting to me."

The next half hour Thorvald told his captive audience the entire tale, even though Thorvald lacked tact, he sure knew how to tell a tale. At the end the monks were hanging on to every word, clearly entertained as well as curious. The Abbot nodded, "Sounds like the Thunderer himself indeed. We will see to it that you receive the Stones. It will take some time to unlock the vault."

Thorvald nodded, "We will wait outside."

The Abbot motioned to a monk, "See that they have food. Albron, we have a god's business to attend to." He rose and withdrew with a monk at his side. Thorvald turned to Angela and gave a grim smile, "Now it is just the return trip. Hope it goes as well as the trip here had gone."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela and Thorvald walked back out of the monastery. Neither said a word to the other. Both were thinking about what just happened. As they returned to their small make shift camp outside the main gate Angela was the first to say something.

"Thorvald, thanks for saying you will vouch for me. Your declaration about my trust worthiness and being a good friend really means a lot." Angela explained.

Thorvald nodded his head in a “you’re welcome” motion.

Angela smiled at the man of few words “Okay, what is first thing on our to-do list?”

“Wait” Thorvald answered as he sat down. And started to reheat the hot drink she had prepared earlier in the day.

Angela sat down next to him but after a half an hour she got back up. She was too restless to sit. She had a new life’s purpose and a human that trusted her. She walked over to the horses and checked on them as a cool breeze blew through the camp.

“I can’t wait to get started." She told him "I have a new purpose in life. Making earth into my own personal heaven! And… I have a new fuck buddy who wants to spend more time with me. They should have that vault open by now, right?” Angela surmised.

“You’d be surprised.” Thorvald grunted as he poured himself more hot drink.

Angela finished checking the horses and started to pack up some of her stuff.

“Angela, sit” Thorvald suggested

Angela offered him a sweet smile. “We can’t afford any delays.”

A frustrated groan lodged in Thorvald's chest. He needed to warn Angela, make sure she knew what she was walking into. He knew it would make little difference. She was a very tenacious woman; “pigheaded” was a better word, but he felt protective of Angela.

He gave her another grim smile “This isn’t your quest. The trip here was dangerous. I have a bad feeling about the trip back. I can complete the drop off alone.” Thorvald told her.

Angela looked at him with her stubborn chin jutted out. She marched over to him and plant a kiss on his lips. She pressed her beautiful upper body against his as she whispered “It is our quest now. You are in charge, but I WILL be coming along!” She told him with firmness in her voice.

She broke their kiss and sat down next to him filling her cup with the hot drink.

Not long after that she stood back up. This frustrated Thorvald even more, until he saw the danger look in her eyes.

“Solders are approaching. A lot of them and they are armed.” She told him, the significance of this information was burned into Thorvald with her bright green eyes. Her excellent vampire hearing told him they were still a ways off.

 

[TertiusHuman]

With a grunt, Thorvald got to his feet and doused the fire. He jogged to his horse and pretty soon he was slipping on chain-mail and over that leather armor.

"Perhaps they are just coming for worship?"

He glanced at Angela, "If you believed that, you would not have been getting ready."

He slipped on his helmet, then secured his axes and hefted his shield, "Take the horses to the gate, ask the monks to secure them and pray like hell. I am going to even our odds a bit, I will meet you back here in a few minutes."

He ran to the forest outside the clearing, leaving Angela to do as he had asked. He returned with branches, cut into stakes. He dropped them at Angela's feet.

"We don't have time to dig. Use that strength of yours to plant these over there and there, leaving a gap in the middle. That should funnel them to us and not let them surround us."

As she did this, he brought more branches and soon they had a make-shift barricade. Just in time as well as the horses came into view then. Thorvald grunted and hefted his battle axe, "Mercenaries."

He glanced at Angela, "Hope the sex was good enough, don't want to meet you in the Valhalla telling me you still had an itch."

He grinned and faced the advancing force.

 

[milkmaiden38]

The force of twenty Mercenary men approached the makeshift wall.

“Dismount” The mercenary leader ordered. He had thin hair and a gloomy face. A battle scar stretched from the bottom of his right cheek, and ran all the way to his right eyelid. Piercing gray eyes, set low within their sockets, watched Thorvald and Angela standing in front of the gap in the wall. Angela with her swords out, Thorvald with his battle axe.

“The defenders of the monastery. How romantic!” He scoffed. “You know, we are not going to kill you. Nope. We will kill all the monks and then we will rape her and have you watch” He said pointing to Angela and then to Thorvald “Oh and don’t worry sweetie” He said pointing to Angela “we’ll then rape him… and have you watch!” He snickered.

“Unless you want to hand over the Stones of Kelt” The mercenary leader suggested “We’ll just take all your horses so you can’t catch us. We'll leave everyone alive. Pretty nice of me, eh?”

Angela looked over to Thorvald a smile on her face. “This is exactly the kind of person I don’t want in my heaven. My new purpose in life makes my answer to this question simple.” She told him.

Then she looked back at the mercenary leader. “People like you make me vomit. You are not getting the Stones of Kelt. The only thing you are getting is both my swords shoved up your ass!” Angela answered; her eyes had a glow of intensity in them.

Thorvald laughed, “No Angela… I shall kill him… I do not wish you to soil your swords with his putrid and corrupt ass!”

The mercenary leader scoffed again "Brave talk. So be it. Archers! Aim for their legs! I want them alive so we can RAPE them!!" he commanded as half his men pulled out bows.

“Children of the Night” Angela whispered. Rats sprang out of the surrounding woods and attacked the bowmen. The men were busy trying to kick or stomp on the rats, to fire their bows at Angela or Thorvald.

“ATTACK” the mercenary leader yelled as he ran right at Thorvald. The gap in the make shift barrier was wide enough for two men to attack at once. So another raced toward Angela. She parried the man’s thrusts and blows with ease.

“Is that all you got?” She asked him. She blocked his next more powerful attack with both her swords and then sank her teeth into his exposed neck. He made a small garbled squeaking sound as she drained him and he fell to the ground.

“Oops” She giggled.

 

[TertiusHuman]

The leader was quite the swordsman, he attacked hard and fast, forcing Thorvald a few steps back with the flurry of steel which had Thorvald hard-pressed to block. Then as Angela bit into his compatriot's neck, he faltered.

"She's a vampire!"

Thorvald smashed the side of the shield into the man's hip, feeling the joint giving way as he calmly replied: "Indeed she is."

With his stable platform gone, the swordplay was much slower and Thorvald dispatched him only to meet another attack. Of course Angela did not hold her position, he was not sure if it was blood-lust or perhaps just inexperience, but she was going after the other bandits.

Since the new attacker's axe could damage his shield more than a sword, he took the next blow on the boss, the metal on metal sending a shockwave through his arm as he went in low, chopping the man's leg off and following up to drive the spike on the back of the axe into his head, piercing the helmet. The archers have dropped their bows and had swords drawn, still torn between attacking Angela or their rat tormentors.

With a sigh, Thorvald moved after Angela, moving in to protect her back as she surged forward.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela plunged into the group of fighters. Four were already dead and 3 injured by the rats. That meant there were 13 left. Angela figured taking the fight to them would keep them disorganized. She noticed her choice of tactics met with Thorvald’s face filling with disapproval.

"You take up an awful lot of space with that battle axe!" Angela countered. It was a bullshit excuse but it was the best she had. She raced past one mercenary with blinding speed. Her sword effortlessly removing his arm. “Now you are a one armed bandit! Oops, I mean mercenary” she giggled as if she was having the time of her life. She leapt to one side of a on rushing mercenary. Had Thorvald been watching he would have seen a nice display of her open legs… and her very shapely indication of her female entrance as the skin tight black leather breeches were tight enough to show everything! Angela then thrusting with her left hand sword, which the man parried. This was not her true attack however as her right hand sword cracked open the men’s helm and head!

As all this was happening she flicked a dragger across the clearing and kill an archer who was getting ready to fire an arrow at Thorvald.

“You owe me for that one” She told Thorvald “And I want an all-nighter in the bedroom as payment. No lame excuse half way through about your cock being drained!!”

Thorvald grunted “Last time I remember you were the one that passed out… light weight!” His axe whirling about as he shattered a fighter’s shield with it. Then took the same man’s head off with the next whirl of his axe.

Angela looked to be in some trouble as one fighter grabbed her in a bear hug from behind. However, she used her super human strength to simply jump backwards. The speed of the jump was incredible. There was a “whooshing” sound it was so fast as she and her attacker flew backwards. As luck would have it, or was it skill? the men bear hugging her was impaled on an old branch sticking out of a tree about 20 feet behind Angela. The old branch was not long enough to go through the man and into her back. So she just stepped forward after killing the mercenary with the tree branch.

A few of the remaining mercenaries started to run away.

But not the one Thorvald was fighting. The big brute of a mercenary shouted at Thorvald "Stay still, filth!" spittle sprayed from his mouth into Thorvald's face.

Thorvald blocked another attack as Angela watched him. She said “Nice form… it is amazing … look at your bulging biceps … and those thighs! WOW!! and you have a nice butt!!" She teased Thorvald, then the last two mercenaries attack her.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Thorvald grunted at Angela's teasing, though it did add a bit of a glow, he didn't allow it to go to his head. The next attack he met with his shield. Struck at the man's exposed ankle, felt him go down and finished the job. Turning, he found Angela engaged into combat with the last two archers.

He hefted his axe and threw the weapon. It was an awkward throwing weapon, unbalanced and way too long. But as with all his weapons, Thorvald knew it quite well and the sharp blade bit into the archer's back, with a cry the man fell, already dying. Thorvald walked closer, letting Angela finish off the last of the attackers and retrieved his axe.

He went from body to body, making sure that they were dead and then got down to looting the men. The horses would fetch a good price as well.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela appreciated Thorvald's help, as the one archer was getting ready to put an arrow into her head. Thorvald's axe prevented that from happening, and although it would not have killed her, it would affect her appearance. No girl wants that.

The remaining bowman had been able to block her sword thrusts so far, but that was going to end now. As Angela swung a powerful strike with her right hand sword. The man blocked, but as he did Angela let go of that sword, freeing her hand. She redirected her hand at the man's midsection. Archers do not wear heavy armor, so with her super strength her hand went into his body cavity. It was here where she grabbed his aorta and tore it out of his torso.

Angela quickly placed her mouth on the largest artery in the man's body and sucked on it like a straw. The man was drained of blood in seconds as his pale body fell to the ground. Angela licked her lips, saying "yummy!"

Thorvald grunted and asked "was that necessary?" As he finished grabbing the last horse.

With a guilty look on her face Angela said "sorry, I won't feed in front of you again. It is just that I knew these guys were evil and..."

"Thank you" Thorvald said ending her long winded apology.

Angela was going to reply, however the side gate of the monastery opened. The head monk came out and walked over to them. He looked at all the dead men littering the front gate of his home. Then he turned to Thorvald. "Thank you for saving our lives. We heard everything from behind the wall."

Thorvald nodded a "you're welcome" as Angela came over to join them.

"You are a most unusual vampire" The Abbot said to Angela.

"Thanks!" Angela answered and added "and thank you for helping with my life's purpose" The Abbot had no clue what Angela was talking about, but nodded with understanding.

Then The Abbot turned back to Thorvald and handed him a bag. "You are most unusual as well Thorvald. Chosen by the God of Thunder and... a vampire!" The Abbot said as his eye brows raised up when he mentioned Angela. "Inside the bag are the stones you seek. Keep them from the hands of evil, as they can do great harm."

 

[TertiusHuman]

Thorvald looked at the bag, tempted to open it, but decided that it would not be good to insult the keepers of the treasure asked for by the Thundergod himself. He folded the bag and tucked it inside his belt.

"I will take good care of them."

He paused, curious as to what the stones were, but then again there was no real need to know. He just had to do what his god asked of him. Not to curry favor with the gods, but more because his pride demanded it. And anyway, even if he divided the loot he had found and the profit they stood to make out of selling the horses, this trip would turn out quite profitable. After saying farewell to the monks and having struck their small camp, they were on their way down the trail, spare horses in tow.

"So it seems like it will be a few days' worth of travel before we will have to split up again as your trail will take you back to the people who hired you to kill that man."

He grinned to himself, "And we will have time to talk about this new world that you want to create."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Despite Angela’s worries about the trip back, so far it had been care free. Thorvald had sold the extra horses for a handsome profit. The skies stayed overcast, so Angela was with Thorvald during day light hours. They had entered a thick forest which gave both of them a chance to think more deeply about the recent events and what they might mean. Unfortunately, they also had a chance to argue about the same thing each day.

“I’m going to help you complete your quest.” Angela insisted

“It would not be a proper. The God picked me.” Thorvald explained.

“Well, if the God does not want me to along, he can just appear and tell me himself.” Angela reasoned. Thorvald sighed in frustration, and then decided to try a different approach.

“You agree I’m in charge of this quest” Thorvald confirmed

“Yes” Angela replied.

“Then as quest leader, I order you off the quest” Thorvald commanded.

“That is an illegal order, therefore I do not have to follow it” Angela replied.

The two remained quiet for a while and then Thorvald would ask about her new life goal.

“How are your rule sets coming along?’ he’d ask

“Pretty good I think. Basic rule number one is: Protect the planet. It is my home for the next few million years, so that seems sensible. It means I work to protect the environment, prevent big wars, etc. The second rule is to make the place better. So if there is a good form of government, I could work in secret to prevent its collapse. I could invent or make something to improve the place. The last rule is to improve the human race. I get to kill off the evil humans, slowly removing evil from the human gene pool. It will take thousands of years but I think slowly I’ll make human’s better.” Angela explained in excitement.

“So how does that work? People can do evil, and then do good, how will you decide?” Thorvald asked.

Angela smiled “I have rules for that too. I can kill, only when all lesser means have failed. But to answer your question, let’s say I’m in that situation. I can kill for Self-Defense reasons. I reason I can’t fix this place if I’m dead. Second reason, prevention of another “good” person’s death. I may not know about the attacker, but if I know the other person is “good” killing is justified. Third, anytime the world is threatened. And lastly, in order to prevent a person I reasonably believed will commit evil in the future. If feasible I’d give him/her a warning, but if it is not heeded. I can take them out.” Angela explained.

“MMM, lots of gray areas in all that, but it does seem workable.” Thorvald agreed

“I could use your help. You could be there to guide me. Make sure I don’t go overboard.” Angela suggested.

Thorvald smiled “I will grow older. Your plan will take thousands of years. I’m afraid I can’t last long enough to help you” Thorvald pointed out.

“Any help you can provide would be appreciated” Angela said smiling at Thorvald.

“How?” Thorvald asked.

Angela rode closer to him and kissed him “Oh I think I can come up with a few ways!” She whispered. For the next few hours the two took a break in the forest as Angela showed Thorvald how appreciative she can be. As they got back on their horse and returned to traveling Angela made a few observation to Thorvald.

“Thorvald, I was thinking about the attack on the monastery. The mercenary leader knew about the stones of Kelt. But how did he know that? It was almost like he knew about our quest. What do you think that means? And about my assignment. Deacon Bhak Watty might have set me up, but more importantly it sounds like he captured a dragon and used it against its free will. What is he up to?” Angela asked Thorvald.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Thorvald glanced at Angela.

"How did you get to that conclusion? When we met you had a zealot faith that these monks care for dragons and that one was murdered. Now you claim they are catching free dragons."

A frown creased his brow.

"What bothers me is that the mercenaries knew only of me and were not paid in coin."

He removed a gemstone from the money pouch at his waist, "All of them had these. Identical gems are rare and extremely valuable. Only a nobleman can offer up these riches for the return of bigger riches.

He dropped the gem back into the pouch and gave Angela a grin, "But you have to report back to your monks, so even if you want to meet my god of thunder, you need to finish that job as well. You can't be in two places at once. And with the reward still waiting, you can't actually give that up."

 

[milkmaiden38]

"The man I killed... The one that was accused of killing the dragon. His dying words said the dragon wanted to die. The head monk that hired me, also gave me one of his loyal followers for payment. He thought I would drain all his blood. I did not. It has got me thinking" Angela stated

"Hmmm" Thorvald said thoughtfully

"Where did the god want you to go?" Angela asked.

"Osslda temple" Thorvald answered.

"That is weird, that is the same place the monks told me to go?" Angela replied in surprise.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Thorvald looked at Angela.

"You are right, that is weird."

He ran his hand over his beard, clearly thinking about the situation. Then he shrugged.

"If we must go there together, then together we shall go. Though this makes no sense and does make me feel kind of uneasy. But the gods will guide us."

He nudged the horse forward.

"Come along, only the good die young."

 

[milkmaiden38]

"Only the good die young... more like... the young are good at dying!" Angela grumbled as they continued on their way.

Thorvald might not have said so, but the weather for their next week of travel had been prefect for Angela. Overcast skies with no sun, but also no rain. The pair had moved swiftly across the country side towards the Ossida temple.

As active as their days were, they’re nights had been equally busy. Angela and Thorvald had made love every night without fail. Some nights it had been soft and loving and others it had been hard and wild fucking. Angela had fallen deeper and deeper into love with Thorvald as their journey continued.

As they drew closer to the temple, they both noticed more monks from the Chosen Ones of Purity. The bright yellow robes the monks wore made them stand out. Angela had stopped a monk as asked him if he had heard of a man named “Bhak Watty, Honorary Prelate Deacon of the Chosen Ones of Purity”

The man had nodded his head yes as he acknowledged her “Yes, my lady, he is the head monk of our order” the monk had told Angela.

“Oh, thank you” Angela told him. During that conversation she had noticed the monk wore a gold chain with an odd looking cross around his neck. She had seen that odd looking cross before, but could not place it.

As Angela and Thorvald continued to travel. Angela thought of Bhak Watty exact words to her about the killer of their dragon “Nicklas Linge went mad” and killed one of their dragons, Bhak Watty had said. But when Angela had killed Nicklas, he had seemed very sane, not crazy at all. Thing were not adding up. That was when it hit Angela were she had seen the odd cross before.

“Thorvald, that monk from the Chosen Ones of Purity was wearing the same cross as scarred cockroach, Vail Mortem. What the hell is going on?” Angela asked him a puzzled look on her face.