by Shogeton on Sat Feb 18, 2012 12:03 am
The Great Betrayal
It was a grand day in the Great Kingdom. But then, all of them had been. Each day, new wonders were created. There was no death, sickness or war. The Divine siblings Kiroaja and Sheara flew among their people, and all was kept in harmony. Food grew freely from the trees in ample amounts, fresh, pure water sprung plentifully from brooks. The weather changed with the moods of the gods, but was always kind. In the middle of The Great Kingdom was a Grand Palace, with two thrones.
One a bluff, a Chirot girl was laying, her bare body pale as the moon, leathery wings splayed out lazily and drinking in the sun. The only thing she wore a small stone amulet. A shadow fell on her face as a white feathered figure flew before the sun, landing lightly on the grass next to her. The figure somewhat taller, bronzed with brown hair and beautiful white feathered wings. She too wore a little stone amulet between her somewhat more ample breasts The Chirot jumped up and hugged her, kissing each nipple and then her mouth. "Hah, you're late, Irilia. I was getting bored my love. Did you learn any new things from your father?"
Irilia smiled and embraced her. "Oooh, a thing or two. But they're a surprise." She smiled enigmatically, answering that kiss. "Did you enjoy yourselves, little Lanayla?" She caressed her buttocks.
The Chirot nodded, chuckling. "Oh yes, we've been learning something called music, both with our voices, and with all things. There's so many wondruous sounds to make, and to hear!" She chuckled. "We've been making songs about all the things we love. About Sheara, and the Great Kingdom." She laid her head against the Kiroan's chest. "I'm working on one for you."
Irilia smiled, nodding. "I'll look forward to it. But before that, our Father actually asked us to come and get everyone together. He's worked on something new. Something really special, and he wants everyone to see it. It's in the Throne Room itself."
Lanayla's black eyes grew wide. "The Throne Room? Is this the surprise you've been working on?"
The feathered one chuckled. "Hahah, you'll see, you'll see."
Her lover pouted. "Tease, come on then, let's hurry, or we won't get a good spot to see the surprise." The two of them flew towards the Palace, a grand building that could not be crafted by any mortal hands, but purely by the united Divine Will of the two siblings. The air was thick with the sound of wings of all kinds as they made their way to the palace, and the Throne Room.
"Oooh, unfair." The Chirot said. "You knew this was gonna happen. You've taken all the best spots."
Irilia grinned. "Hm... I'll see about getting you a spot more in front." She flew forward, gesturing at the other Kiroans who looked questioningly at the Chirot flying. But the smile from their fellow Kiroan seemed to reassure them, and gazed at the Thrones themselves, where the two Gods met. The pair hung in mid air, wings flapping. Lanayla looked adoringly at Sheara who was standing there with a smile, patiently waiting, her smile serene and wings folded gracefully on her back. Her skin was as made of purest ivory, her hair black silk. Irilia looked at that smile and grabbed her a bit tighter, then looked to the throne room itself.
Kiroaja stood there as well, radiant his sun kissed body and golden hair and blue eyes that could see all. His arms were folded across his chest, and his lips were opened into a pearly white smile. "Aaah, my children are here. Now, I can show you what I have done, sister." He said, his voice warm and melodious.
Sheara's returned. "We are all eager to see what wonder you have to show the Great Kingdom, brother."
Kiroaja nodded. "Oh, trust me, sister, it will change everything." He riased his hands. "Children, give me power." With that, all the Kiroan started chanting, hands raised towards their god in prayer. Kiroaja moved his hands and spoke words, pointing at the ground under Sheara.
A great Dark Potal opened, and the air itself was sucked out of the Great Kingdom, as a rift was opened in the very realm. Dark tendrils reached from it, binding the Goddess's wigns, tugging at her legs with immense power. Screams sounded from the back of the palace, where the Chirot were, but the masses of feather-winged Kiroan kept them back.Sheara struggled, resisting the spell. She extended a hand, trying to reach for Krioaja. "Brother... your spell... it's..."
Lanayla was frozen, then tried to fly forward to help her, but found Kiroan hands rabbing her hands, and her lover's arm wrapped around her stomach.
Krioaja smiled, nothing kind there now, all the bitter resentment and envy bare in his divine face. "The spell is doing what I wish it to do, sister. What, your loving, adoring Chirot not enough to help you? Don't worry, I'll take good care of them." He gathered more power and struck the figure of his sister in the chest. There was just a surprised cry of betrayal, that pale face, up till now only showing kindness and love, for the first time showing hurt, betrayal and fresh hatred.
And then, she vanished, and the portal closed. There was a silence, the entire Great Kingdom suddenly changing noticeably, even the walls of the palaces becoming lighter, brighter, but colder. Kiroaja turned to the gathered people. "The Great Kingdom, now is only ruled by its king. I, Kiroaja, am the one God. And the first thing I will do is to give my children a precious gift."
Lanayala felt tears fall freely. Never before had the Chirot known any deep suffering, any great loss. The pain tore through her. "no... no, this can't be. No!" Her arms were released, though the brunette Krioan held her arm around her.
"I gift to my children, the Chirot race. They are yours, for all eternity, to do with as you please. Give them pleasure or pain, as is your will. Am I not your loving father, far better than my sister?"
At that, a great cheer rose, and the Kiroan turned on their erstwhile equals, surprising them with binding and painful spells, hunting the distraught Chirot down, dragging them to the ground in an orgy of betryal, violence and enslavement. Some Chirot pleaded, some fled, some tried to fight without any idea of how to do so. But all were brought low.
Lanayla turned to her former lover, who looked at her with those blue eyes. "Please... Please Irilia. Please, you can't do this.... Why... Mother Sheara... please, we have to bring her back, we have to..."
The Kiroan waved with her wings, spoke a word and sharp feathers sliced through the Chirot's wings, causing her to fall low, landing hard on the throne room's ground. "Always you speak of Sheara." She said as she landed near her former lover. "I think you should focus more on me. I don't like to share you with anyone. I think you should adore me like that instead." She stpped forward, her eyes mimicking the jealousy Kiroaja had shown.
The Chirot crawled back, sobbing shaking her head. "How could you, I... I loved you... I...."
Irilia looked down with a brilliant smile and cast another spell, sending first pleasure through her, then another spell to send pain. "You loved me, but not enough. But don't worry. I'll make you love me. I'll make you forget all about Sheara." Another spell, and this time the Chirot found herself forcibly spread-eagled, exposed unwillingly to the woman she had so often made love to before.
"You... Never..." She wept bitterly. "SHEARA!" She cried out loudly and desperately.
The Kiroan crawled on top of her unwilling body, her fingers drawling over it, cruelly manipulating her body. "It'll need some work, but we have all eternity for it. And then you can finish that song about how much you love me."
As one of the first rapes in the Great Kingdom started, blood stained the stone amulet between the Chirot girls' breasts.
...
Shogeton's eyes opened suddenly. His body tense, every muscle tense, the images still flashing through his mind. His hand came up to the amulet he wore. The small stone amulet with the symbol of Sheara carved into it.Squeezing it tightly, then looking as it came back. Blood stained his palm.
He rose from his bed. It was another day in the Great War against the Kiroan. There was still Justice to be done.