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Clash of the Amazons
Chapter Six
Part Two


The storm continued for hours. The herd outside had crawled to a near halt. The water had risen to the necks of most of the crewmen, whom the amazons were holding to help keep their heads above the rising tide. A few amazons took to bailing out the water with their upturned helmets. Finally, the last of the herd passed through the trail. The path by then had been transformed into a mud filled marsh. The rain too ceased as amazons squirmed in the water filled cavern. However, the prolonged stay in the cavern had cost them the daylight. By the end of the ordeal, the moon was illuminating the jungle path in radiant blue light.

There was a short discussion about what was to be done. They would have to camp down somewhere for the night. Jungle predators would be following the fresh trail of a crusher herd for stragglers. They had foregone heavy camping equipment, and thus had to improvise a solution quickly. Tree top lodging would free them from ground level dangers, but would do little against slashers, who enjoyed hunting at night most (and were eternal enemies of crushers). There was also the problem of the captives. Keeping them secure in the trees would be too problematic.

General Marjoe remained coy as she listened to the debate unfold. She insisted on simply observing the resourcefulness of her subordinates. Finally, Lt. Mira decided to split themselves up. They would bale out enough water for half the troop to sleep in the cavern outcropping. The injured amazons and the captives would be kept there for the night along with enough guards to watch over them. The able bodied would retreat to the trees and take shifts watching for predators.

General Marjoe smiled and nodded, giving her blessing for the plan. The amazons quickly baled water out of the cavern so that the wounded and captives could sleep comfortably and safely. Lt. Mira opted to stay in the cavern to watch over her guards and the prisoners. General Marjoe agreed to stay in the tree line with he rest of the troop.

Night dragged on for the human crewmen. Even with the water partially baled out, it was still unpleasantly hot and wet inside the cavern. Clothes were soaked through and filled with mud. Ms. Shinozaki's glasses sat crooked and cracked on her face. Her hair was completely undone and stuck out in rough, mud caked points. Some of the men sobbed bitterly before being sternly silenced by their captors. Jack looked desperately for a means to escape, but could find nothing.

Tessa herself continued to sit with her back against the wall, observing the blue light of the jungle in front of her. Her guard, the one she stared at so bitterly during the rain storm had fallen asleep against her. She felt the soft breathing on her neck as the guard's head rested on her shoulder. Even so, Tessa's every thought was on her lost Gilly. All during her attempts to escape and her rage at the General, she had not had the time to properly mourn her beloved. Through a separation in the damaged trees out in the jungle, she could see the stars shining brightly. She finally allowed herself to release the tears she stored up in front of her captors. She sobbed silently in the crowded cavern.

She eventually went blind from her tears, the stars becoming a vague smear. Her bound hands were unable to wipe them away. Next to her ear, she suddenly heard the voice of the guard whisper to her.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... We shouldn't have done it. Please forgive us." The amazon guard whispered quietly. "We all loved her..."

Tessa felt the guard's hand gently brush the side of her cheek. She could only respond by sobbing ever more bitterly in the dark.


As the night wore on, most of the captives and the injured had fallen asleep, taken by the day's fatigue. Even the guards had difficulty keeping their eyes open. Lt. Mira  had posted a guard to watch over the far entrance, where the injured warriors slept. After a while, she herself succumbed to exhaustion and slept while sitting up.

On the far end the guard fared little better, drifting in and out of slumber. The narrowest end of the cavern was too short for an amazon to even crouch inside. One of the injured warriors, her leg badly hurt in her battle with Tessa, stretched out and lay flat against the stone of the cavern floor. She had been forced all day to remain crouched inside for safety, causing her an incredible amount of discomfort. Now that the herd had passed through, she stretched out and fell asleep with her bare foot sticking out from the cavern into the muddy bank of the jungle path. She had removed her armor, since it caused pain to her other bruises and fractured bones. She lay face down, nude apart from the many bandages covering her body, finally relaxed enough to sleep off the day's stress.

Out in the darkness, a large form moved silently through the mud. As it passed into the moonlight, it appeared not unlike a large monitor lizard, stretching some thirty feet from head to tail. It stood on all fours as it's bifurcated tongue lashed out in the hot night air. It drew closer to the cavern opening, drawn by the strong scent emanating from the many bodies inside. It was joined closely by another creature of its kind.

The guard inside the narrow end of the cavern leaned against her small shield and nodded off. She failed to see the approaching reptiles as they came to the cavern opening. The front lizard flicked its tongue in and out as it came upon the sleeping amazons. It slowly came to the injured amazon's foot sticking out of the cavern edge. It could sense the blood from behind the bandaging wrapped tightly around the warrior's shin. The beast remained still and silent, waiting with the patience of a practiced jungle scavenger. It could then finally see that the amazon in front of it was fast asleep, and quite defenseless...

After perhaps another second's hesitation, the massive lizard's forked tongue shot out and wrapped firmly around the sleeping amazon's ankle. The young warrior had barely a moment long enough to scream before she was half taken inside the lizard's mouth. Small, sharp teeth clenched down around her waist as the lizard pulled her violently from the cavern opening. The other amazons inside awoke in just enough time to catch a glimpse of the injured amazon being dragged screaming, her breasts being pulled through the thick mud. Her long flowing hair appeared to be shining blue in the moonlight. Her hands stretched out towards her sisters for help, but all was much too late for her. In another flash of a second, the beast opened its mouth and gulped her deeper inside. It chomped down again, leaving only the former warrior's bandaged hands and flowing hair peeking out. Another quick gulp saw the amazon taken wholly inside.

The other guards rose the warning cry and every able bodied amazon inside took to their weapons. Lt. Mira stood and attempted to run down further towards the sudden panic. Suddenly, from above the cavern's overhang, a second lizard bent over the edge and chomped down on an amazon guard below. Another amazon grabbed the flailing legs of her sister as she was quickly pulled up out of the cavern. The two disappeared and all inside could hear the screaming and thrashing above them. The warriors burst out of the cavern all at once, leaving he captives unattended inside. Shields and spears flashed in the moonlight as the amazons battled the massive reptiles.

The guard resting on Tessa awoke with a start and turned her head to face the source of the danger. In that instant, Tessa lashed out and bit the guard on her neck. She felt the guard's body go limp and she fell forward on top of her until the guard went still. She rose off of the guard and apologized quickly. She had just administered a 'sleeper bite' to her captor, causing her to momentarily pass out. Though she still held grief and anger in her heart for her enemies, she did not wish to harm the amazon out of her kindness earlier.

She crawled towards the exit of the cavern, her hands and feet still tightly bound. One of the crewmen behind her had rubbed his bonds against a rock throughout the day, eventually freeing his hands and feet. However, instead of assisting the others in escaping, in his panic he bolted for the exit as fast as he could. Tessa was nearly out of the cavern when the man ran past her screaming. But before he could escape, a third lizard appeared and chomped down on him, consuming him with a mere two bites.

The other crew members, seeing this, drew further back against the cavern wall out of terror. The beast was apparently unsatisfied with so meager a catch, and placed its eyes squarely on the much larger Tessa. She righted herself and began quickly pushing away from the beast. However, the creature proved the quicker and lashed its tongue around Tessa's feet. It dragged her out into the open night, her body sloshing through the heavy mud. It suddenly released her, letting her lay face up in the murky jungle path. It bared down on her, ready to gobble her up in a few greedy bites.

In that same instant, a shape fell between her and the hungry reptile. In the shimmering moonlight, she could see the long red mane belonging to Marjoe. For a moment, she simply stared at Marjoe's back, who from this angle suddenly appeared huge. The beast, undeterred by the interruption, opened its mouth and lunged at Marjoe, attempting to devour her just the same.

With a fluid, perfectly timed motion, Marjoe thrust her spear inside the gapping maw of the beast in front of her. The spear penetrated upward, deep into the puny brain of the jungle scavenger. She twisted it quickly, turning the beast's nervous system into grey jelly. Blood poured down the spear shaft and covered the platinum jeweled gauntlets on her forearms. She then pulled the spear free, letting the beast topple to the side into the mud.

Tessa continued to stare at Marjoe who turned and looked down in return. Her head eclipsed the moon from Tessa's view. There they shared but a fraction of a moment, eyes locked into each other. An unspoken message transfered in that small instant. Both understood it instinctively.

Before any of these thoughts could be verbalized, Marjoe sprang again towards another of the rampaging beasts. Tessa turned herself in the mud and watched Marjoe clear the distance in half a second. Though she was shorter than even most kittens in the City, her speed, skill, and power exceeded anything Tessa had ever seen. Perhaps even more! Tessa reprimanded herself for the thought she was about to materialize in her mind.

Lt. Mira struggled with her spear shoved halfway into the side of the flailing reptile. She finally relinquished the shaft as the beast spun itself, sending Mira tumbling through the mud. At the opposite end of the cavern outcropping, the other remaining lizard had an amazon warrior caught in it's jaws. She let out her death cry as she was held sideways in the crushing maw of the creature. Her armor creaked and dented inwards as the teeth pressed into it. She gagged, blood spraying out of her mouth as she finally expired. Her compatriots continued stabbing at the thick skin of the beast's head. Another warrior tried desperately to grab and pull the chomped amazon free by her feet. A sweep of the beast's fore claw pushed her aside and the amazon's body remained tightly clenched in its mouth.

Inside the cavern, Jack had managed to untie his bonds. He immediately went to free Capt. Miller, who in turn went to Ms. Shinozaki's side to do the same. In a matter of a few minutes, most of the captured crew members had been freed. They looked out into the battle still unfolding beyond the cavern opening. Wet and miserable, the crew attempted to slip out amidst the spreading chaos. As they filed out, Capt. Miller made a break south, back from the way they came. But before he could get far, Jack called out.

"We can't leave Tessa! We have to free her too!" Jack said, as he held the small flat stone he had found and used to cut his bonds.

But the others did not hear his plea, or hearing it, refused to heed. He frowned and headed back towards Tessa, still struggling to stand in the thick mud. Ms. Shinozaki stopped and looked back towards Jack, who was running back into the fray. She then felt Capt. Miller's strong hand close around her arm. Wordlessly, he dragged her along the muddy jungle path. Her boots had long since fallen off, leaving her bare feet to splash in the murky water pooling on the ground as Capt. Miller pulled her through.

Lt. Mira saw the fleeing crewmen and shouted out for someone to stop them. She then heard the loud voice of her General.

"Belay that command, lieutenant! Prioritize! First thing's first!" General Marjoe shouted as she dodged the snapping jaws of the beast in front of her.

Lt. Mira nodded and drew her sword. Marjoe leapt back from a forward lunge that nearly took her head off. She landed softly behind Lt. Mira. The beast twisted and snapped at the amazons surrounding it. General Marjoe's personal guard was occupying its full attention, thrusting at the creature's head and neck. Marjoe then issued a challenge to Lt. Mira.

"Show me your skill at killing, Lieutenant!" Marjoe said over the screaming and roaring of the battle.

Mira seemed slightly hesitant as she looked at her General. Marjoe then persisted. "This should be easy enough. I've softened him up for you. Go on! I want to know the state of the leadership in my army. Prove your title, Lieutenant!"

Lt. Mira gripped her sword tightly and nodded. She turned towards the beast, foam and thick yellow saliva spilling from its mouth. It hissed and snapped at the amazon warriors prodding it from the sides. Its hunger and anger were beginning to turn to desperation. Lt. Mira stepped forward and approached the front of the beast. She heard the grunting and cursing of the elite guards as they pressed into the weakening creature. Mira waited for an opportunity to strike, and finally rushed forward. The creature, though tiring, was still much faster than her. It turned its head quickly and snapped down on Mira's left arm. Pain exploded from the bite, but she retained her grip on the handle of her sword. She aimed the tip for the beast's giant milky eye and plunged it in. The creature thrashed its head side to side, threatening to tear Mira's arm free. Still, she persisted, pushing the sword deeper into the animal's skull. Finally, her sword tip found the creature's tiny brain deep within, putting it out for good.

She retracted the sword from the reptile's eye, throwing thick red chunks of blood and mass onto the mud below. The creature fell limply to the side, with Mira's left arm still trapped inside its jaws. She fell sideways with it, lest her arm be ripped from her shoulder. The commanders from Marjoe's elite guard gathered around and with spear and sword pried the giant mouth open, freeing Lt. Mira's bloodied arm. She fell back into the mud, clenching her broken and slashed limb. She looked up at General Marjoe, who stood above on a tall rock. The General smiled slightly and nodded towards the shaking and battered lieutenant.

Across the field of battle, Jack had nearly cut Tessa's bonds free when he felt a strong hand wrap around his shoulder. He was pulled up quickly and stuffed under the arm of a returning amazon. Another warrior came from behind and pushed Tessa back down into the mud and stood on her chest with her foot.

The final reptile on the other side was finally beginning to give in as well. It dropped the crushed amazon from its laws and hissed loudly at the growing number of amazon warriors surrounding it. As it continued to snap and hiss at the warriors, it tried to break away and flee back into the jungle overgrowth at the other side of the muddy path. Once this happened, several amazons jumped on top of it and began thrusting sword and spear through the tough hide. The beast collapsed before it could reach the edge of the jungle path. The amazons continued stabbing deep into its flesh, making doubly sure it was dead.

Down the path, Capt. Miller and the remaining crewmen tried their best to speed through the harsh jungle terrain. Their progress was badly impeded by the thick mud and deep depressions left by the marching brontosaurs. Capt. Miller, still clutching Ms. Shinozaki's arm felt his footing give way, and the two of them fell face forward into the deep swamp-like mud. By the time the miserable, mud covered figures rose again, amazon warriors already blocked their path. The crewmen behind them cursed loudly and cried out in frustration. They were again quickly scooped up and brought back to the waiting troop.

As the amazons regrouped near the cavern and the captives were safely returned, they began to take stock of their losses. While the troop assessed the damage, General Marjoe was bandaging Lt. Mira's arm. Again, Mira blushed at the strong yet subtle touch of her General as she bound her wounds. Her head was swimming as she tried to avoid looking directly in the eyes of the beautiful master tending to her injuries.

"As far as your assessment..." General Marjoe suddenly said. "Your tenacity and resolve are quite impressive. It was a good strike that killed the tail-dragger." Mira felt her heart flutter before Marjoe continued. "However, your tactical skills need improving. Finding good cover during a herd movement is helpful, but you should always hesitate to enter an area you can't easily retreat from. Situations can change in an instant, and as a leader of warriors, you must always be ready to adapt."

Lt. Mira felt a sudden clench and a wave of confusion. "Sir, but General? Does that mean you let my warriors enter the cavern knowing it was dangerous?"

Marjoe smoothed out the bandage and finished securing it as she answered. "Of course it is my concern to protect each and every one of my fellow sisters in battle. However, it is also necessary for my lieutenants, commanders, and generals to learn from their mistakes. Sometimes, there is no right answer. Retreating to the trees has its shortcomings and risks as well. All things considered, your choice of cover was acceptable. But you must be prepared to consider the alternatives and the possibility of unexpected circumstances."

Marjoe finished by patting Lt. Mira on the shoulder and rising. "You've proven yourself tonight. But we still have a long journey to the City. Stay vigilant and resourceful."

Mira stood straight and though her arm screamed pain, she answered her General clearly. "Sir, yes sir!"

The amazon troop gathered the captives again in a circle, and Marjoe asked what casualties they suffered.

An amazon warrior stood at attention and answered her. "Sir, we've lost four of our sisters. Kama, Mamka, Thaka, and Akut were taken from us tonight. We are gathering their bodies now. The captives have also lost one of their own. We found Gazan unconscious in the cavern. She should awake any time now."

Marjoe nodded as she observed the amazons working to free their sister's bodies from the fallen reptiles. It was always preferable to lay their fellow warrior's to rest in the proper fashion. The exhausted and further humiliated crewmen in the center circle watched the grotesque display of amazons cutting open the massive lizards to extract the swallowed warriors.

At last all the bodies were gathered and a makeshift funeral was performed in the darkness. Dawn approached and illuminated the jungle in a soft green glow as a funeral mound was finished for the fallen warriors. And even though she was still a captive, Tessa spoke along with the amazons' prayer of passing as the sun rose higher behind them.


Gilly, now partially armed, began her journey to intercept the troop of amazons that stole her beloved. Her side still throbbed slightly, though she was now comforted by the tight skin suit that kept it compressed and stopped the bleeding. Again, she paid little mind to the stunned men cowering under her. They had just seen the true ferocity of the amazon they came to know. Gilly licked her lips, tasting the amazon's blood still dripping from her chin. She then realized she had not eaten in some time  before defeating the two guards behind her. She noted grimly the fondness she had for the taste of the warrior's blood. She even half considered returning to the bodies and slicing off some meat for herself while it was still fresh

In many ways, jungle life had made her lapse in the proper ways of an amazon. While it was acceptable to revel in the taste of an enemy's blood, it was not acceptable to leave a fellow amazon unburied. Enemy or otherwise. She then sneered. Let the jungle bury them, she thought cruelly.

She nearly stepped on the men as she passed over. Paul quickly stood up and tried to follow behind Gilly, who walked with long strides in the direction of the departing troop. He called after her and shouted, receiving no reply. Gilly was nearly ready to leap into the trees when she felt a rock strike her rear.

She whirled around and sent a terrible stare down at Paul, who had a second rock raised in his now quivering hand. He suddenly found himself unable to move or speak. Mr. Willis then cleared his throat and made a plea to work together to free their friends. Inside her mind, she could barely pay attention to the little bug-boy's words. She considered her options regarding these escaped men. They could be a terrible nuisance. They could barely climb, they were far too noisy, and frail beyond reason. As Mr. Willis went on, Gilly considered simply killing them right on the spot. They were still too shaken and timid to put up a meaningful resistance. They were a liability in many ways, and ultimately, they were doomed to die in the savage jungle anyway.

Gilly stepped forward, and thought about which one to strike first. Mr. Willis sensed the change in Gilly's stance and stepped back, failing to finish his last sentence as he spoke. The others waited, wondering if they should flee or try to fight the frightening giantess.

Mike Sellers stepped forward and tried where Mr. Willis failed. "Gilly. We know they have your wife. They have Tessa. We want to help her too. Just like we want to help our people. We're on the same side. We wont save any of them if we get killed out here."

Mike felt Mancel tug at his arm. "Come on, man, what are you doing? Let's just shoot her!"

Mike pulled free and stepped closer to Gilly. Closer than what Paul or Mr. Willis thought was safe. "We can help. You might not think so, but we can do it. There's too many of them to fight just by yourself. They'll kill you and hen they'll kill Tessa. We don't want that. And I know you don't want that."

Gilly observed the posture of the man in front of her. He stood more confidently, more directly as he made his appeal. Something about his manner allowed her to listen more intently on his words. The man went on.

"If we work together, we can win. We can rescue Tessa, Ms. Shinozaki, the Captain, and everyone else! But we're not going to save anything if we go it alone." Mike said.

Gilly rolled the words around in her head. She could only grasp their meaning intermittently, but she knew he meant for them to cooperate. She almost snapped at the man until she caught a gleam from the barrel of his rifle. Something awoke in her memory then. Though these men had their limitations, she recalled the defeat of the chomper back on the beach. It took some great effort, but these weapons were enough to destroy the beast in the end, with only one casualty. And although the beautiful Dr. Anderson perished that night, the fact remained that the tiny men had more to them than met the eye.

Inside her heart, Gilly held no hope of returning with Tessa alive. The man was correct in saying it would be an impossible task by herself. She was utterly outnumbered and, what's more, they were being led by Marjoe. Marjoe, a warrior perhaps in every way her equal. Out of all the warriors in the Queen's Army, Marjoe was the only one she felt could best her in fair combat. Though she was deeply proud of Tessa, and in the end loved her better than Marjoe, she could not deny that the General was superior in all aspects of fighting. She shuttered remembering that there was a time in her life when she valued skill in fighting above the traits she came to love in Tessa. If things had occurred differently, she would certainly have been Marjoe's wife. But instead of regret, she could only feel relief in having met Tessa, even now.

Tessa had changed Gilly's life. And now she had to be rescued. If she had to ally with creatures such as these in order to do so, she was more than willing. A glimmer of hope lit inside her heart. She didn't know how, but she could come up with a way to save Tessa. These men couldn't climb, and their speed was questionable, but they had one distinct advantage. The amazons did not respect them. This meant they were underestimated.

She looked down at the men, their arms still tensely holding their rifles. She nodded. Her expression was still stern as she agreed. "Yes. Wee fight to-getter."

The men immediately relaxed and sighed loudly.

"But!" Gilly held out her hand towards them. "You do wat Gilly say! No too much noise and must be fast! Amazons be of fast. So you be!"

The men looked at one another and nodded. Paul spoke up for them.

"So you're really going to help us?" Paul asked.

Gilly turned from them and started walking away towards the jungle path. "Yeah OK, we are go now!"

The men shrugged and followed after her, only then beginning to realize how much effort it was going to take to keep up with the marching giantess leading them into the fray.


At daylight, the amazon troop continued its march towards the City. The pace was greatly quickened, for they had lost far too much time hiding from the passing herd of crushers the previous day. The captured crewmen's moral was at an all time low. Having tasted the fleeting hint of freedom, they had been recaptured, retied, and were now feeling totally hopeless.

The trail twisted and rose between deep ravines and open planes. Once, they passed by a mighty river, and the troop took special care passing through, for predators and giant beasts alike came to satisfy their thirst.

Their journey continued on until at last they came within sight of a deep depression leading down to a green basin. This had been one of the presumed locations of the supposed hidden city. Ms. Shinozaki found the strength to crane her neck far enough to glimpse the basin. This had been where Dr. Anderson believed the City of Gold existed. But all she could see was more green foliage and swooping birds down below. However, she took notice of the change in demeanor amongst the amazon warriors. Some had gasped and spoken relieved words upon seeing the empty basin. The wounded Lt. Mira in front of them chided them to remain composed. They were like excited children who spotted their destination in the distance. Could it be...

The troop continued downward towards the low, bowl shaped valley. They had left the jungle trail and were out in the open. The trees gave way and there was nothing but low grass and rock between them and the basin stretched out below. As they marched, Shinozaki noticed that the ground grew more regular and even. Other crewmen lifted their heads to see where they were headed.

Ahead of them, Capt. Miller could see a faint haziness in the air. The previous day's thunderstorm had passed and given way to a clear blue sky. Yet there was a strange fog that obscured the jungle green in front of them that seemed to grow more distinct the closer they came to it. Ms. Shinozaki sensed the same, and paying attention to the ground below, saw the faint outline of a path leading towards this blurry basin.

Suddenly, Ms. Shinozaki felt an electric tingle wash over her body as they passed through the foggy blur. A moment later she opened her eyes and her jaw dropped open. In front of the marching troop was a city. A city that shined in the sun like a polished gem. The other crewmen held under the arms of their amazon captors forgot themselves for a moment and loudly gasped and gawked at the sight. The haziness must have been some form of shield, cloaking the city from a distance. Dr. Anderson had been right all along. Exactly right. A flash caught against the rim of Shinozaki's glasses and she looked down at the source. The ground below them had transformed from a simple dirt path into a golden paved road, inlaid with precious gems in every brick. Tall shafts that looked like light posts lined the sides of the road and hummed, apparently the source of the cloaking effect. These too were studded with precious gemstones and gilded in gold and platinum.

The captives, forgetting they were captives became enthralled with the sights around them. They called to each other, asking if they saw the same thing. Ms. Shinozaki shot a satisfied smirk towards Capt. Miller, who could only stare out in stunned disbelief. In the center of the city was an immense domed building. Its walls and columns shone brilliant white and gold in the gleaming sunlight. Under the central building were layers of roads and bridges connecting the various towers and structures around the center. Flowing fabric flags fluttered gently from the elegant balconies and bridges in the distance. As they drew closer, they could see people inhabiting these streets. All stunningly beautiful women in flowing robes of every color imaginable. The only word crossing through any of the captive's minds was the phrase "paradise."

However, they soon came to a building alongside the golden street leading into the city. The marching amazons were greeted here by figures in deep blue capes. They had armor on, but carried no weapons. They saluted the amazon warriors, who sat their burdens upon the ground. Most of the crewmen who were laid down did not even attempt to escape. They were too transfixed by the gold, gem encrusted road they sat upon. Their fingers explored each line between each brick, the bright gold illuminating their eyes. The amazon Gatekeepers shrugged and mocked the awestruck captives as they pawed at the golden road in awe. Some of the men collapsed against the road and wept, overwhelmed by the sight of it.

Tessa simply sat and lowered her eyes in silence.

The troop from the jungle continued forward, fatigued and limping from the difficult journey. General Marjoe stood before them and thanked them personally for their brave service. They then hung their heads and prayed for the sisters they left behind. Upon being dismissed, the amazons walked along the road while robed figures approached them quickly. Each returning warrior was embraced tightly by a waiting loved one. Some had wives in the city who they held and kissed passionately. Others were mentors for kittens who brought flowers and gifts for their departed teachers.

As for the captured crewmen, the Gatekeepers examined them and brought them into the building to the right side of the road. The interior of this structure was as splendidly decorated as the outside. The walls were decked in bright titled mosaics depicting scenes of bravery and high culture. Each captured man and woman was brought to an individual station and further examined. Each had their bonds cut free and their ruined clothes were removed.

The Gatekeepers washed them until every speck of mud and grime was removed. Some of the men could be heard laughing and jeering while they were cleansed. Ms. Shinozaki for her part blushed brightly as the massive yet delicate hands of the amazons washed her nude body. They had also taken her glasses, leaving her embarrassingly shortsighted. She involuntarily gasped when she felt the amazon's hand slip between her smooth buttocks.

After being cleaned, the captives were each placed in an individual holding cells. From there they could look out at the gawking amazons in the main parlor. Tessa leaned against the wall of her cell with her eyes closed. This had not been the first time she was placed in a cell like this. Outside, she could hear the Gatekeepers laughing amongst each other, teasing the ones who had to clean the male members of the crew. Tessa could only try to block them out as they mocked the captives. They were then served food in their cells, which the crewmen ate ravenously. They hadn't eaten in over a day and a half, after all. Tessa, however, left her tray untouched.

Eventually, out in the atrium, the crew could see an amazon bring a large box up to a huge table in the center of the room.  Despite going without food or provisions, the amazon troop had carried this box along with the captives in tow. Upon seeing the contents, the men realized it was their confiscated weapons and equipment. Jack stood up and pressed himself shamelessly against the bars as he watched them go through Dr. Anderson's materials and notes. They tried to ignore his pleas for them to stop touching Dr. Anderson's belongings. However, they would occasionally dart a look up at Jack's nude body and blushingly look away again. In his fervor, he couldn't quite grasp that they were embarrassed by their unnatural attraction to his naked form.

They waited as each item in the case was categorized and documented. They were then taken to other boxes and stored away as the crew watched helplessly behind cage bars like rats.

They waited in their cells until nightfall. The room slowly became illuminated by gems implanted in the walls that began to grow in brightness as the sun faded outside. Eventually, most of the crew gave up and went to sleep in their cells. There was a soft pallet on the bottom of the cell for them to lie down on, but no covers or blankets. The room was warm enough to feel comfortable, but much cooler than the outside jungle air. Most of them didn't have much difficulty in falling fast asleep.

Only Tessa laid awake in her cell, facing the wall. In the clean comfort of the Southern Checkpoint she began to miss Gilly more than ever. She tried to gather up the soft padding of the pallet under her to hold it close. Still she could not sleep. In that moment she wanted nothing more in the world than to once again be holding her beloved Gilly in her arms.


Still many miles away, Gilly cursed in the dark of the night. Her and the small band of rescuers had been through hell on their journey to the Golden City. First, the traveling herd of crushers forced them off of the trail. Then, when she tried to get the group into the trees, the men almost all fell off to their deaths before even getting halfway up. The sudden downpour came on so heavily it almost knocked them down to the ground below. They had to climb down and hide under an overturned tree which had created a hole in the ground big enough for the men to hide in. Even then, the men complained noisily about the bugs inhabiting the hole with them. She eventually had to remove the silly little centipedes from the men's hiding place before they would quiet down. They weren't even the meaty seven-footers. Just some little two-footers, for Goddess' sake! More and more, she was beginning to doubt her decision to bring these men along with her.

But as the men finally settled into sleep, she looked out into the darkness towards the Golden City. Somewhere out there her wife was being held prisoner. The need to be by her side again was beginning to drive her mad. But they had lost so much ground in the previous day's folly that she realized they would never catch the amazon troop before they reached the City Gate. To save Tessa, they would have to sneak into the City somehow.

Gilly knew of a way to do it. But these feeble men sleeping below her weren't going to like it... Not one bit.
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Clash of the Amazons
Chapter Six
Part One


Thick, dark blood dripped from Gilly's nostril. Her heavy breathing sent small sprays of red mist into the air with each exhalation. Her eyes were ignited with a rage that shook her entire body. Paul and the small band of escaped crewmen stood in shock as they gazed upon the fury of the amazon warrior towering over them. Her glare was fixed beyond them, out into the direction of the amazon encampment. She shambled foreword, almost out into the open as she watched Tessa being taken away by her adversaries.

It was at that moment Mr. Willis noticed Gilly's wound. She was holding her left side, blood trickling down from the broken shaft of an enormous amazon arrow protruding from her skin. He held out his arms to stop the advancing warrior.

"Stop! You'll give us away! And you're badly hurt for that matter. Please step back!" Mr. Willis pleaded.

Gilly stopped and looked down at the fragile man below her. Her eyes stared right into him, causing an instinctive shudder to take hold of his body. She seemed to have heard him, but perhaps not understood his words. She looked at him as she would a minor distraction; something annoying that was getting in her way. She looked back up at the amazon warriors out in the clearing, preparing for their march back to the Golden City with their captives. She leaned her weight forward as if to start out again.

Paul jumped in. "You can't fight them all on your own! It would be suicide!" He stepped out in front of her, dangerously close to being out in the open. He glanced behind him nervously and looked up at the half insane Gilly. He wet his cracked lips and began again. "You want to save your mate, eh, your wife, don't you?" He looked into Gilly's flashing eyes for reassurance. "She needs your help. And they have our people down there too. If we want to save them we have to be careful. We have to wait. When we get the chance, we can save them. But we have to be careful. Right?"

Gilly continued to stare intensely into Paul's eyes before turning her attention to the departing troop. Her chest heaved with struggling breaths. Adrenaline was pulsing through her, causing her to ignore any sense of pain or reason. Finally, she grunted and took a few steps back into the cover of the jungle. She continued back until she leaned against the trunk of a large tree and exhaled loudly. She shuddered and lowered her head as the small crewmen surrounding her sighed with relief.

Hot tears formed in Gilly's eyes. In her anger, she could only partially understand the irritating man-bug's babbling. However, she could tell it was afraid to confront the entire amazon encampment. True, it would have been a hopeless battle. A battle in which she and Tessa would likely have died fighting. The lives of the human crew were of little concern to her. They had been the cause of all this, after all. However, her anger towards the humans was now dwarfed by her hatred for the amazon attackers.

They dared to hit her with a sneak attack! In all her years as a leader of amazons, she had never imagined such a cowardly maneuver would ever be used against her and Tessa. During Tessa's interrogation in the amazon camp, Gilly had gotten close enough to see the cuts and bruises on her wife's body, adding to her rage. What's more, she had seen Marjoe in the glowing garb of Grand General. Marjoe, her former companion and lover, in charge of a deplorable sneak attack that separated her from Tessa? That was a betrayal beyond her heart's resolve.

She then heard a few of the man-creatures muttering quietly amongst themselves as they observed her now streaming tears. She rubbed her face, smearing blood across the moistness of her face. She then became acutely aware of the arrow shaft grating against her side. As a warrior of her esteemed rank, she had taken her share of arrows over time. She instinctively felt the damage to her side, and sensed that it had missed her vitals. It turned out that not only had amazon warriors abandoned their honor since her absence, they had also become poor archers. She took a deep breath and gripped the shaft of the arrow and began to pull it free.

Mr. Willis saw and jumped forward, warning her not to remove the shaft. However, by the time he could voice a meaningful protest, the arrow came free, dripping with her dark blood. She casually tossed the broken arrow aside onto the jungle foliage. Blood flowed from her side, down her bare leg, and onto the ground below her.

"Ah, Damn! You see!? You're going to bleed out you idiot!" Mr. WIllis said in a subdued shout.

Without acknowledging, Gilly grabbed a few large fern leaves and with craftsmanlike dexterity, quickly fashioned a makeshift dressing for her wound. She winced slightly as she wrapped herself and concealed her bleeding wound.

She leaned back against the bark of the tree for a moment and tried to clear her mind. In a few moments, some of the amazons in that camp were going to smell her blood. The amazons in the camp were glory fiends, she knew. She had heard the attackers cry out in their search for her body once as they followed her fall from the treetops. Had they not have been cowards too afraid to venture into trap-plant groves, enemy fangs would have sunk into her throat. Then and her body would have been carried back into camp like a captured hide to be gloated over. Ah, but not so easy as that! No, soon they would learn the depths of their folly.

A twisted grin crept over her face as she muttered words of red vengeance quietly to herself, bringing a fresh wave of fear in the sweaty, nervous crewmen below. Her smile quickly turned into a grimace as a sharp stab of pain shot from her side. Reason finally took hold of her mind. Vengeance. She would have vengeance. Tessa would be saved and those responsible would give her their lives as payment for the indignity. She eyed Marjoe's lavishly ornate tent and whispered a Prayer of Wrath. Gilly then became hellbent on tasting amazon blood. But first, patience. To a huntress in the deep jungle, patience was the most essential currency. The value of the weapon, the intent, the skill, even the hunger all depended upon the extent of one's patience.

Gilly sighed heavily as she backed completely into the jungle leaves. The last she saw of the amazon troop were the warriors carrying away the last of the captured crew, leaving only a few stationed sentries behind. She also took particular notice of the injured amazons who limped feebly along with the marching troop. Amid the depths of her anger and sorrow, a gleam of pride warmed her heart, knowing that it was her Tessa who inflicted such damage.  

They were headed back for the Golden City. That was certain. The troop would also take the path left by the migrating crushers (brontosaurs). That gave her a distinct advantage. Unencumbered by rank or heavy supplies, she could dash through the tree line in a much more direct path to the north. But first, she would need a weapon. And though a more shrewd warrior may have chosen to steal such supplies from the stockpiles in the makeshift armory, she was not in a prudent mood. The two sentries left behind would supply her the necessary equipment for her...

She paid no mind at all for the confused crewmen, who stumbled out of her path as she advanced through the dense undergrowth to make an ambush on the remaining amazon guards. Despite the pulsating pain in her side, Gilly ducked into the dense vegetation as quickly and silently as a jungle cat. The handful of escaped crewmen could only stare blankly as Gilly disappeared entirely into the jungle without a sound.

It was finally Mr. Willis who broke the sad group's stupor. "Well. It looks like we're alone in this. We should start tracking them. It will be hard going in this terrain, and they have speed on their side. Come on then, check your weapons and follow me."

Paul and Mike nodded in agreement and followed suit. Mancel and Carlo needed a bit more goading before their confidence could be sufficiently mustered. As they started out, they tried to swing wide from the encampment to avoid the eyes and ears of the two remaining guards. However, their understanding of the amazon sensitivity to smell and sound was woefully underdeveloped. It wasn't long before one of the amazon guards caught the scent of unfamiliar man-flesh.

Paul stopped for a moment and listened. He turned around and parted a great fanning leaf and saw both guards approaching quickly, drawn by their scent. They darted their heads back and forth, scanning the jungle, but consistently drawing nearer. He looked back at Mr. Willis and company with a raised finger to his mouth. He carefully drew back to the group and quietly whispered to them as they huddled near.

"They're onto us, but I think they're still looking. We might still be able to get the jump on them." Paul readied his rifle and turned towards the advancing amazons. Before the others could complain or protest, Paul was already ducking behind the giant ferns on an intercept course. He crouched low under an upturned root and waited for the amazons to draw close enough for him to plant a few good rounds between their armor plates. He had seen the efficiency of amazonian armor against their bullets. He had to make his shots count.

His head grew wet with perspiration. Some of it poured into his eyes, partially blinding him. His heart pounded, rattling his chest. He nearly shouted when he heard Mr. Willis quietly come near to support him. Both men glanced at each other and turned to face the approaching sound of the amazons drawing ever closer. Paul licked his salty lips in anticipation. He took a deep breath and held it as he clenched the trigger of his rifle.

Suddenly, he heard a loud thud from behind the ferns. There was a loud shout, like a shrieking battle cry, before both men heard several sharp and sudden cracks as dirt flew through the air. The reeds and ferns jostled and shook violently and suddenly went still. As the ground stopped its shaking, a slight sigh was heard behind the covering leaves.

For a long minute, none of the men dared move. The two amazons were most certainly on their trail. They sounded to be only a few yards away when the tussle began and suddenly ceased. Paul could only guess that some other great predator of the jungle had silenced them. However, unsure of this, he found himself too meek to move from his hiding spot. Finally, after what seemed an impossibly long time, Paul gathered the necessary courage to part a few leaves, ever so delicately, to gaze upon the scene that had just unfurled behind the foliage.

Paul was momentarily stunned by what he saw. He beheld the two amazons, both fallen limp to the ground, hands still clenched to their weapons. One lay face up, her head propped by a twisting root. He could see her half open eyes staring blankly outward. Next to her lay her companion, face down, with a muscular brown body pinning her into the mud. For a while his mind could not piece the image together into any form of familiarity. As he stared at the scene before him he eventually realized that it was Gilly bent over the fallen amazon, like a hungry lioness pressing into its prey.

Gilly had her fangs buried deep into the unfortunate amazon's neck. She rocked her powerful body back and forth in rhythmic motion, gulping the enemy warrior's blood hungrily. Paul could only hold his hand tightly around his mouth to prevent himself from crying out. Eventually, the amazon guard's muscles tensed and finally went limp, her hand releasing the spear shaft she carried. The amazon's legs likewise relaxed and went still in the thick mud of the jungle floor.

Gilly continued to satisfy her wrathful hunger with the poor guard's lifeblood. Finally satiated, Gilly slowly rose from the lifeless body her conquered foe. She threw her head back, blood trickling from her chin. She panted loudly, allowing the adrenaline from the attack to run its course. She at last reached down and drew a small dagger from the amazon's back. The body jiggled softly as the blade slid out of its flesh.

Without any further hesitation, Gilly began the task of disarming her fallen enemies. Paul stared on with combined horror and awe as he witnessed the efficiency and remorselessness of the massive jungle queen.

Gilly first gathered the combined arsenal of the two guards. Metal spears, bows and arrows, daggers and bladed gauntlets. At last, proper armament. It had been far too long since she had used tools suitable for a warrior. The hefty weight of the spear in her hand brought a spark of recollection of her former glory. She then continued by undressing the two for their armor.

Other members of the male crew began appearing quietly. Paul could only continue staring ahead at the unreal scene happening before them. They joined in watching Gilly attempt to don the armor of the dead amazons. The first guard was too small a frame. The other set of armor was badly damaged in the savage fight. Thus, she had to combine pieces from both. She managed to slip one of the dark green body suits over herself, helping to compress her wounds and support her muscular frame. The gauntlets and shin guards went on comfortably. However, neither breast plate was adequate for her massive bust line. After struggling with the larger of the two pieces in an attempt to cover her chest, she disdainfully threw it aside. She would have to simply go without. She left the two fallen guards where they lay, naked and half buried in the mud.

Finally, Gilly stood, her body covered in a standard green skin suit, gauntlets, shin guards, plated skirt, and helmet. Her chest was bare but for the green material of the skin suit, which itself wrapped around the breasts tightly, showing every line and contour underneath, revealing the full shape of her nipples as if they were simply painted green.

She had only just finished arming herself when she finally looked towards the gawking men lined up, their heads sticking out from behind the reeds and ferns. She allowed herself a slight smirk. She hadn't felt much like a proper warrior in a long while. She stared down at the trembling men and spoke mockingly in broken english while shaking her head.

"Yoo men, so noisy. Yoo eeven piss yooself too loud."


The amazon troop began their trek back to the Golden City with their burdens easily tucked under arm. Some amazon warriors even carried captured crewmen two at a time as though they were small logs. The amazons passed quickly through the jungle underbrush, following a wide path left behind by colossal traveling beasts. The path meant easy and quick passage through the wilderness, but proposed a great risk. Traveling on the path alone would invite an easy kill for passing predators. But the troop, fully armed and tested in battle, had relative safety in numbers. Even so, vigilance was always paramount. There were some creatures in the deep jungle that even a full troop of amazon warriors could not hope to overcome.

Ahead of the troop, scouts scanned through the tree line to warn of any approaching dangers. The troop leader, Lt. Mira forged in front of the main group, flanked by her most trusted warriors. The captives were carried by the marching amazons in the center column. Behind them were the wounded warriors. Those that could march were expected to do so. Those that could not march were carried on the backs of the capable. At the rear marched Marjoe, the so called Grand General, with a small group of commanders from her personal guard. They would ensure no one strayed or escaped from the column. They also served in protecting the troop from jungle predators and remnant enemies that could be following from the rear. At this time there still existed the armies of defeated nations and cultures who shared the island with the amazons. Any of these would gladly see the destruction of amazon warriors, even at the cost of hundreds of their own.

Traveling as they did, it would be a day and a half march to the City. Provisions were light. Carrying the captives meant relinquishing some their food supply and camping gear back at the jungle outpost. Amazon warriors were accustomed to this. They were required to withstand much greater hardships than empty stomachs.

As they bounced along the path, Jack glanced about him. He could turn his head enough to look out to the wall of dense jungle overgrowth at the sides of the trail. Occasionally, he could see the faces and bodies of strange jungle inhabitants. Enormous five foot tall snails with black shells, lizards with glowing blue tongues, walking plants, lumbering oxen-like creatures with ten horns, and a myriad other creatures he could scarcely describe. He felt for a moment that he was in the midst of some bizarre dream.

If he strained, Jack could turn his head enough to see the face of the amazon warrior who carried him. Though he was their captive, and their people attacked and killed many of his own, he couldn't stop himself from admiring the warrior's beauty. Like all the rest of her people, her eyes were bright, her skin deceptively smooth and richly tanned. Her full lips were pressed together in concentration, her eyes focused forward on the path ahead. A small tuft of red-brown hair escaped the rim of her metal helmet. Who were these people, Jack wondered to himself. How could a tribe of people be simultaneously so brutal yet so lovely?

Across the column, Ms. Shinozaki was also contemplating the situation. She wondered where she would have been now had she heeded Gilly's warning. For that matter, where would she be if she had never insisted on taking this voyage in the first place? She had been stagnating back at her office. Her career had stalled out, and her time in the sun was fading. She saw this journey as her big chance. Her chance to outshine those cowardly old men who suppressed her progress. They had tried vehemently to dissuade her from going. She had to use every measure available to her to ensure her right to oversee the expedition. It was only on the final condition that she accompany Paul that they finally came to agreement. She recalled her outrage at the very idea. At the time, she never considered the possibility of falling back in love with the fool. Nor did she at that moment consider that Paul had escaped their fate and was preparing to rescue her from certain destruction. She could only silently lament the time wasted on pettiness and doubt.

The troop marched ahead until they reached a curve in the path. A scout dropped down in front of Lt. Mira. She signaled the troop to stop and duck for cover. The crewmen grunted and groaned as the amazons pressed them into a pile under the overhanging foliage. The scout approached Lt. Mira and informed her of the approaching trouble.

"Sir, ahead of the bend, about five miles. There's a heard of crushers moving through the path and headed this way." The scout said.

Lt. Mira nodded. "How many?"

"Sir, looks to be a full tribe. Fifty members at least." The scout replied.

"Damn! We'll have to wait them out. Is there any cover ahead?" Lt. Mira asked.

The scout nodded. "Sir, there's a stone cavern ahead. It's low and narrow, just large enough for us to crawl into. It looks sturdy enough to protect us from the herd's march. We've checked, and it's free of predators."

"I see. Go on ahead and prepare for us there. I shall inform the General." Lt. Mira dismissed the scout and quickly went back to General Marjoe to inform her of the situation.

Lt. Mira kneeled low to deliver her the news. General Marjoe merely nodded and the troop prepared to make for the small cavern to avoid the path of the crusher herd. The captured crewmen noticed the sudden change of pace as they were quickly whisked through the jungle path. None had understood the exchange of amazon commands except for Tessa, who herself was carried by two amazons who held her between them by her feet and shoulders. Capt. Miller was close enough to turn and speak to her.

"What's going on? Is there trouble ahead?" Capt. Miller managed to ask as his head bounced up and down from the rough ride.

Tessa grimaced for a moment before answering. "Crushers coming. Many of them. We need out of way to hide."

While the crewmen did not know what a 'crusher' was, the sentiment itself was well understood. The troop ran ahead to low overhanging rock shelf standing out amongst the leafy green of the surrounding jungle. Under the overhang was a narrow cavern, just tall enough for an amazon to crouch into. The amazons silently pressed themselves inside along with the captured men and Tessa. The commanders, including Lt. Mira and General Marjoe, waited until all their warriors were safely inside. It took a moment longer for the injured amazons to press themselves inside. Some had badly broken limbs and had to be careful folding themselves up. A few even yelped slightly as they passed inside the low cavern.

General Marjoe narrowed her brow when she heard this. When all had passed into the rock outcropping, she stopped Lt. Mira by the shoulder. She looked into her eyes as she spoke. Despite her taller stature, Lt. Mira felt cold and small in front of the General.

"Your warriors. You should really have instilled greater discipline in them. I can't stand to be in the sight of amazons who cry out like soft kittens at the slightest hint of pain." General Marjoe said low and evenly.

A bead of sweat trickled down Lt. Mira's forehead. "Y-yes, sir. I'm sorry sir. It shall be dealt with, I assure you." She stammered as she answered.

General Marjoe nodded. "Go inside then. It sounds like they're coming."

The ground began steadily vibrating. The leaves on the trees swayed and shook as a rumbling in the distance grew louder. Lt. Mira squeezed into the cavern and felt General Marjoe slip in comfortably beside her. She involuntarily blushed when she felt her Grand General softly press against her.

The rumbling grew louder until it filled the cavern with reverberating chaos. Crewmen shouted out but could not hear themselves over the sound of the heard approaching outside. Jack was close enough to the light of day that he could see the trees shaking outside. He then marveled as he saw the giant bodies of the crushers walking past them through the beaten path. Limbs from the mighty trees came crashing down as they passed. Their massive bodies pressed forward, blocking out the view from inside the cavern. The long necks of the beasts swayed in the air like massive towers. They communicated amongst each other in low groaning calls, not unlike the calls of whales from the deep. They moved slowly and confidently through the path, taking wide thunderous steps. The path, though wide, could only accommodate a few of these bodies at a time, making their passage slow and plodding. The scout figured about fifty members of this herd. At the rate of their passage, they would be crouched in the cavern for at least an hour. Already, the miniscule crewmen felt themselves growing deaf.

A nearby tree fell over and crashed on top of the cavern on the far side, causing leaves and bark to spill into the cavern. The amazons remained calm, but many of the crewmen began to squirm and kick against their captors in an effort to escape. Tessa sat curled up with her back pressed into the cavern wall. Her hands were uncomfortably bound behind her back and an amazon warrior sat on top of her thighs with her body pinning her against the wall to keep her from moving an inch. There was still light enough in the cavern space for Tessa to see the amazon's face two inches from her own. The entire time she stared hatefully at the warrior, not even seeming to blink. The warrior first attempted to put on a look of stoicism but soon grew uncomfortable, eventually trying to avoid eye contact with Tessa. The heat in the cavern was growing with so many bodies pressed into it, and the amazon warrior grew acutely aware of the sweat and heat of Tessa's body as she was continuously squeezed tighter into her. Tessa neither flinched nor emoted as the warrior was nervously pressed closer against her, until she finally had to turn her head to avoid their lips touching.

The march of the crushers continued this way for a long while, until something happened. Outside, the sky opened up in a terrible and sudden downpour. Rain came down in thick sheets over the herd and trickled into the cavern. The crewmen began to panic, and even a few of the amazon warriors squirmed a bit as water steadily began to enter the cavern. Lt. Mira ordered the warriors to be still. If they exited the cavern, they would quickly be crushed and scattered under the marching feet of the mighty beasts outside.

The herd was only halfway through passing by the hiding amazons when they began to slow down. Crushers don't often stop their march unless under some form of threat. Yet rain was enough to at least slow their passage. Their heavy feet sank into the muddying ground, requiring greater effort to move forward. Splitting thunder could be heard over the slowing herd, echoing in the tightly packed cavern.

Lt. Mira's heartbeat quickened as she observed the deteriorating situation. She glanced back at her warriors trying to remain calm as rainwater continued to fill the cavern while enormous creatures stomped through the mud just outside. She began to breath heavily when she suddenly felt General Marjoe touch her hand. The finely jeweled gauntlet clinked as it brushed against Lt. Mira's armor. Surprised, Lt. Mira looked down at the General, who was smiling gently.

General Marjoe came close to Lt. Mira's ear so she could be heard over the thunder of the storm and the stomping of the herd. "Everything is fine, Lieutenant. Calm yourself. If you're going to lead our armies, you will have to endure greater hardships than this. Your warriors look to you for strength. Always remember that."

Lt. Mira could only nod in response. Though her words were stern, she could feel General Marjoe's arm embrace her. While this arm appeared small and slender for an amazon, Lt. Mira could feel the immense strength in it. More strength than she had ever felt in a fellow sister of her tribe. She closed her eyes tightly against the rising tide of emotions within her heart. The fear of the hopelessness as well as the burning feeling she was beginning to have for her General. She felt her heart reach for something beyond admiration for her fearless leader, and it terrified her.
Clash of the Amazons - Chapter Six Part One
The path of an amazon warrior is long and arduous.

*Mind the title change. It is experimental and may not be permanent*
Hey everyone!

Just letting everyone know what the deal is. In the interest of completing my projects, I've decided to focus on two main paths. First, there's the King Kong vs Amazons story, which is still ongoing. Then, there is the all new Mina's National Lampoon's Big Giantess Vorecation (For Lesbians Only). I intend for the Mina/giantess comic to be a lot longer than the previous two stories, with plenty of comedic back and forth between the four characters (also a lot of teasing and bullying). I'm still in the process of writing out the script for myself, so expect to see pages being released within a few weeks. Once I've ironed things out, I'll start posting them one page at a time like usual. 

I will alternate between these two main works, with the occasional one off here and there to spice things up (i.e. if I get too tired of doing the same thing). 

I hope everyone enjoys what comes out!


To everyone waiting for more of the Vorarephile's Wife, don't worry. I intend to buckle down on DInner Date and Super Mina in the next few weeks. Some of it has been re-written, but now that I got it ironed out, they'll be coming out more regularly. 

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Are you ever going to post an alternate version of Dinner Date page 9 with see Mina being eaten from a front view?
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