Realms of Eden: Book 5: Hyak Anali

"Then sleep my warlord and tomorrow will be a fresh start without the worries of the Messiah and his evil plans to destroy us."

Sydney, Kelsey and Alison slept as Bonnie watched over them till the sun rose from the eastern ocean. With the sun came a small breeze and Bonnie could smell the clean fresh smell of the sea. Above them several early morning gulls wheeled in the sky calling to each other to see if they had spotted any feed. Bonnie eased Sydney down on to the couch, walked over to the railings and looked downwards. A small head looked back up at her, it was strangely beautiful as it drifted slowly away from the big boat.

"Yes, little one. I am back," said Bonnie softly.

The being below smiled and showed her sharp white teeth before flipping over on to her back and with a flash of breasts and fins she was gone.

Chapter 7 – What makes the devil afraid of the dark

Alison gurgled in joy as the dark haired woman washed her hair under the warm shower. It had been almost a week since Bonnie had gone in berserker mode and struck out against her enemies. Alison still had nightmares about the visions she had shared with Bonnie's transformation but for Bonnie herself it seemed that the next morning she was her bubbly self.

She even nursed Alison, Kelsey and Sydney tenderly as they awoke with pounding headaches and dry throats reminding them of their overindulgences with alcohol the night before. Wendy giggled when she found the three of them groaning as Bonnie tried to get them to drink some concoction that she assured them would make them all feel better. With a gentle touch of her hands to their temples and down their necks she had relieved most of their pains. A few hastily gulped drinks of water and some greasy left over fried chicken had them almost back to full health.

Wendy had tried to touch Bonnie as well believing the dark haired girl was suffering from a hangover as well but Bonnie had declined with an angry snap. Wendy had backed off but was puzzled by her friend's reaction. "She's OK, Bonnie," said Sydney softly.

With a gracious bow of her head she sat and allowed Wendy to rub her soft hands over her forehead and down to her neck. "Not hangover Bonnie, dear," said Wendy a little puzzled. "But my goodness your muscles are as tight as a drum and solid as steel. You really are working out a lot."

Bonnie had giggled and for a moment Alison saw the iron fists of the woman flex open in delight as Wendy continued to rub the woman's shoulders. Alison shuddered as an image of the long fingers pulling back from the smashed chest of the naked man with the tattoo on his chest holding his beating heart filled her mind. "Don't fight it Ali," Bonnie whispered softly. "In time you will understand why."

Now she kissed Bonnie passionately under the shower as the water tumbled over their naked bodies. "I want to show you something Ali, you and Jo. Will you come with me tonight?" Bonnie asked as she broke the kiss.

"Sure Bonnie," answered Alison in delight. Bonnie had not been keen to move from the boat ever since the incident. Her and Jo had kept her company on the upper decks as they watched Belinda and Sydney battle out the third game. All of them had cheered and made plenty of noise as Sydney finally made a century. In the second innings it had been Belinda's turn to shine tremendously with the bat and she had outscored Sydney once again in getting the Islanders home for a victory by 3 wickets.

"Ok be ready at midnight," Bonnie told her and then scurried from the showers.

Drying herself slowly Alison pondered the woman she loved so much. She almost squealed as the door of the shower burst open and Jo stood their naked and smiling brightly. "You get invited out too?" she asked as she took the towel from Alison and began drying her more thoroughly.

"Where is she going to take us at midnight?" asked Alison as she allowed Jo to wrap her hair up in another brightly coloured fluffy towel.

"Not sure honey," Jo replied as she helped Alison find a pair of knickers and a T-shirt. "All I know is that she has loved me like a demon and made me feel a million dollars. Told me a hundred times today that she loves me and is now bubbling away around the boat spreading sunshine and laughter as she goes."

Alison began to giggle, "The bitch has more energy than anyone has a right to have. I am sure that if I don't find a few minutes to nap this afternoon I am not going to be awake at midnight. She has battered my poor clitty to pieces with her tongue and toys. I feel like I have been fucked by an army!"

"You and me both baby! Why do you think I am naked, can't handle the feel of a T-shirt against my nipples and I am dripping like a tap. I am not sure what is up with her but she certainly knows how to share it!"

The two women collapsed in laughter onto the big bed where they found that both of them could smell the body of their lover. "That is another thing Ali," whispered Jo as she snuggled against the blonde woman. "I can feel her everywhere. Not just her smell, but her mind and her warmth. It's like she is carrying me around next to her big tits all the time. I have never felt so safe with her and Sydney around."

Alison couldn't reply. She knew exactly how Jo felt and in some ways it scared the life out of her.

As midnight approached Alison found she didn't know what she should wear with her date with Bonnie. She found Jo worrying over the same thing. "Where are we going?" she asked plaintively as she surveyed the clothing in the wardrobe she had opened.

"You can come exactly as you are," said Bonnie with a giggle as she looked at the two naked women in the cabin.

"I thought you were taking us out, Bonnie," pouted Alison.

"I am honey. Just that where we are going no-one is going to notice if you are naked or not. And," she continued before Jo could protest, "no-one will say anything either."

Bonnie's eyes drank in their naked flesh as they both stood and watched her come further into the room. "My goodness you two look so fucking hot," she breathed as she wrapped strong hands around both of their naked bottoms.

Alison barely registered that they were no longer on the boat as Bonnie's lips left hers. She opened her eyes and stifled a scream as she found herself standing in the centre of the weirdest collection of creatures she had ever witnessed.

"Jo, Alison, meet the people that will bring Elam to his knees and devour his toy soldiers!"

In the tower in the Himalayas Retsam Elam scowled as he observed the four figures lying in a rotting and fly covered mess on the floor in front of his padded throne. "Who did this?" he asked himself again. He noted the gaping wounds in the chests of the men and the ripped and torn breasts of the women. His eyes narrowed as he focused intently on the wounds.

"This cannot be," he snarled. "She is mine! Bound to me by the blood I took from her when the snake lords finished with her body!"

The ugly man jumped from his chair and bent low over the body of Sophia Douglas. He sniffed deeply and reeled back from the stench of the assassin. "No!" he screamed to the ceilings of the room. "She was mine!"

In the cavern, lights glowed around the wall as Bonnie bade Jo and Alison to sit at the low table that was adorned with small silver dishes each containing delicious smelling fruits, cheeses and dips. Crusty bread was in abundance and Bonnie grinned as she took a chunk of bread and dipped it into a blood red sauce. "Is that what I think it is?" asked Alison timidly.

"No, just blood," said Bonnie nonchalantly. "Blood from the body of a worm that resides in the waters around the island. It is very tasty and actually quite nutritious. Try some," she urged handing a piece of bread over to Alison.

Jo tentatively took a bite out of the chunk she had dipped in the red mixture. "You bugger Bonnie! It's strawberry jam!"

"Alison you have to stop being so scared of me," said Bonnie seriously as she watched her lover take a bite from a small apple.

"I can't help it Bonnie," the woman said tearfully. "I watch your hands and I see the blood and the hearts you pulled out from their chests. Now I don't know whether my own is going to be drawn out when you cup my breasts or not. I am so sorry." Alison sobbed as Bonnie quickly moved to sit beside her.

"I can never hurt you Ali, none of you. The assassin has rules and Sydney is the rule book. Whomever is under his protection cannot be touched by me or any of the clan here," Bonnie said as she comforted the trembling woman. Bonnie waved her hand around to indicated the fantastic forms of the people that walked around the room effectively ignoring them.

"Who are they Bonnie?" asked Jo quietly. She found herself moving closer to Bonnie as several of the larger males came by their table. She knew that they were male by the large appendages that hung between their legs. As she watched, one of the male's cocks twined around his upper thigh and rested comfortably against the man's knee as he took a seat with several others at a table just across from them.

"We are Assassins for the Light, Jo," Bonnie answered proudly. "Where darkness tries to come forth to destroy good people you will find one or more of us dealing out swift retribution. The threat must be direct and intended to kill. We do not simply walk around ripping the hearts out of anyone who raises his or her voice or dupes people out of their money. We act when concerted effort is made by several people to bring about the destruction of one or more innocents. The warriors that follow Sydney have a similar direction, they fight to bring about a general peace, to combat the plans of evil leaders.

"I acted and became the assassin Bonnalexus because the threat from David was to destroy you and Ali as well as Sydney, Thelma, Kelsey, Caveman, Jason and as many of the other cricketers and their wives that they could. It was not about exposing some sexual games and perhaps some marriage relationship problems. Their intent was to make people hate all of our group and take some sort of vigilante stand against a cult. One that they were preparing to expose as one that tortured women and children. Forced women to be sexual slaves and carry out the most depraved of acts.

"The sort of publicity that would bankrupt Kelsey and Thelma's businesses. Would destroy the credibility of Sydney and the 'We Promise' campaign. Putting back all the good work that we have been doing back into the fires of hell as people turned against them.

"David even had plans to bring the military into the game and attack Jamenter and Keith. All so that at some point he could bend me and Jennifer over some bondage bench and fuck our arses until we would give in and say that we loved him in some sick perverted way!"

"Why did you destroy the Messiah?" asked Jo seriously.

"Because he hated Sydney even more than David. The Messiah was Anthony," Bonnie stated as she fed a large slice of pear to Alison who was watching her intently.

"No!" exclaimed Jo. "His half-brother!"

"His other half-brother was the Messiah before that. He is the one that ordered the attack on Penny and sent in the bastard that poisoned Xa," Bonnie said calmly as she let Alison lick her fingers of the remaining juices from the pear.

"More baby?" she asked softly. Alison nodded. Bonnie chose another piece of fruit that Jo giggled at. The fruit looked suspiciously like a woman's vagina. As Alison nibbled daintily on the large yellow fruit its juices dribbled down her chin and onto her breasts.

"I like the bananas here, Jo," Bonnie said happily. "They have a very warm feel and melt in your mouth if you suck on them for a little bit."

Jo eyed the pale yellow skinned fruit that Bonnie indicated and lifted one into her hands. She peeled it slowly and inserted the end into her mouth and began to suck. Alison was now fervently licking on the very juicy fruit that Bonnie still held in her palm as the girl's eyes never left Bonnie as her tongue moved rapidly.

Sighing Jo closed her eyes as the fruit did indeed seem to warm in her mouth. She felt a warm hand on her breast and grinned around the fruit in her mouth as Bonnie's eyes blazed at her as she kneaded Jo's breast. Alison's head had dipped lower as she followed Bonnie's hand holding the fruit. Jo grinned wider as she watched Alison follow the trail of juice down Bonnie's stomach and circle the small curls around her glistening sex.

"Looks like both of us are giving head jobs," Jo whispered as Bonnie's eyes flickered as Alison's hot tongue reached her swollen clit.

"Is this not what dates are for Jo?" Bonnie asked. Her fingers found Jo's erect nipple and firmly clamped on the swollen bud. Jo's eyes closed in pleasure as she sank her teeth into the very warm fruit in her mouth and felt the sweet meat melt against her tongue.

Retsam Elam found himself cowering in fear on the floor behind his throne as the walls danced with shadows. Dark silhouettes that moved where no-one stood and appeared to be reaching out towards the rotting carcasses on the floor.

"Hear me Retsam," gasped Sophia Douglas as a shadow enclosed her body and appeared to bring it back to life.

"What do you want you useless slut!" screamed the man.

"They are coming for you Elam," called the hollow voice of David Gilroy as he suddenly sat up and stared with sightless eyes at the robed figure cringing behind the inadequate cover of the throne.

"Your armies are being picked off. Ship after ship is being destroyed. Those that are coming will not be enough to stop the woman who will rule this world," gasped Anthony Douglas.

"The assassins are waiting for you to come out of hiding Elam," moaned Trudy Livingstone. Her body rose up on unstable feet. "Even now the bitch that did this to me is laughing at you as she brings her powers further to the fore. See how she protects her loves and makes even the mightiest among the conclave tremble at her re-awakened power."

"Even my son the Warrior kneels before her but he has no fear of her. She loves him!" screeched Sophia Douglas as she lunged forward to grasp at the fleeing cloak of Elam as he ran from the room.

Behind him Elam could hear the unearthly laughter grow in volume as he fled to the safety of his own ship and fled the planet.

"I will make them come with me!" he growled as he set his minions to setting a course for the dark giant that orbited his master's blue star.

Jo's eyes were unseeing as she lay on the cushions that she found at her back as Bonnie urged her to lie down. In her mind she saw the shadows dancing and heard the words they screamed out at the fleeing black cloaked man. "This is my power, my love," a soft voice whispered in her ear. "The power to make Elam afraid. Do you fear me?"

"No."

Alison dreamily watched Bonnie rise and found her heart beating hard in her chest as the black haired woman turned from where she was lying next to Jo and walked over to the table of strange creatures that stared intently at her as she walked towards them. "Welcome back, Your Highness," they called.

Alison's eyes closed in peace.

"When the Seeurs we brought back with us finally brought out all the equipment that they had needed, the ship that was Sydney lifted into the dark heavens and disappeared," said Esmeralda. She was sitting in Sydney's lap in comfort as the big man held her lovingly.

"I went back to the realms and immediately sought out the realms of the dead and hoped that I would be told to move on back into the world that was no longer shrouded with ice. I wanted to get back to the Seeurs as soon as I could," the warrior smiled brightly. "I certainly didn't have to wait long.

"As soon as I had arrived I was gone into the half sensed world of the infant within his mother's womb."

The young boy that was born and delivered into the arms of the small, timid male was unusually restless. The man chuckled as he watched his son. "It is like he wants to climb down and start to walk and run, Marley," he told his wife.

His dark haired wife grinned as she looked up at her husband. "He certainly was restless within me, Thomas," she replied.

She lifted her hands and her husband placed the squirming bundle on his wife's chest and smiled in delight as the babe sought out and found the milk filled breast. His strong suction brought a cry of delight from the woman as her milk filled her son's hungry mouth. "Drink my brother," she crooned very softly so that her mate did not hear her, as her dark-blue eyes gazed on her long awaited child.

A man watched from the doorway of the cave where the couple had made their home. His hands were relaxed as he watched the couple and the child. Soon Enyalius you will be back among the Seeurs and giving them the courage and faith that they need to survive until the stupidity of mankind drives them into hiding, he thought to himself. A soft figure beside him bumped his shoulder with her own. "It is time to hide this child from the rest of the world while he grows, Belenus," the woman said.

"Are you sure it is necessary this time, Nugua?" he asked with a small sigh.

"Yes, Belenus. If he does not return to the Seeurs very soon they will perish before they are barely able to start. Already there has been too much delay with the length of time it took him as the ship to return. And," the woman giggled softly, "I am not sure how long Marley will be able to resist the temptation!"

Belenus smiled, a rare thing from the ancient being, and nodded. The world around them stopped, the trees no longer swaying with the wind, the others of the cave people's clan stationary around their fires and in their groupings of weavers and tool makers. The woman rose from her birthing blankets of white bear skin and stood holding the child against her breast.

"Are you ready Marlena?" asked Nugua quietly.

The woman did not reply but simply held out the sleeping child to the small woman. Nugua cradled the child to her softly as Belenus bent and kissed the dark haired woman's lips. "Another will take his place, Marlena," he said with a small smile.

The woman nodded and returned to her bed. She looked down at her chest and grinned widely as she found herself holding a squirming child that nuzzled against her. "I shall call you Sydney," she whispered as the child suckled contentedly.

"No way!" exploded Alison in great shock.

"Yes, Alison. She brought me back to the world and then let Belenus and Nugua take me from her to let me go back to the Seeurs who desperately needed defending in their new home.

"Marlena accepted the substitution and taught him well. He grew to be a fine strong man who led his people well. She loved him as strongly as any mother could. She was very proud of his strength, his courage and above all his love for all things. She was heartbroken when he died, shot by the wayward arrow of one of his fellow hunters as they flushed out a pride of ferocious lions that had decided that the villagers were easier game than the swift running antelope on the plains."

"Who was he Sydney?" asked Bonnie.

Sydney did not answer but directed his gaze to the grinning Keith Richardson who returned his gaze with a little nod. "No wonder she finds you both so compatible," giggled Jennifer. "Poor Es, you never had a chance did you?"

"They are both warriors and strong leaders," replied the aqua form in Sydney's lap. "I find that I like that in my men," she added with a small purr.

The crew around them chuckled as Keith Richardson laughed loudly.

Sydney and Maru, the fearsome Polynesian warrior, trudged over the last of the foothills and faced the enormous cliffs that rose above them. "We shall never climb them, Enyalius!" the man cried. On his back was his bow and quiver of arrows and in his hands the deadly steel bladed spear. His dark skin held a sheen of sweat as his shorter legs struggled to keep up with his companion's long ones.