Tender Mercies

"Shit! Okay! Okay! You win, you can run the place!" Alan said, still staring at the gun in his hand. His finger had relaxed, but it still pointed at his face as a reminder.

"A wise choice. Next time don't take so long or I won't be as forgiving," Alesha said, releasing control of him altogether finally. "First things first, Charlie and Alan, take care of those bodies and clean up the blood."

She waited impatiently while the two struggled to pull the bodies into a storage room and then mop up the blood and gore on the floor. When they were finally finished the stood in front of Alesha. Alan had been thinking furiously, and had begun to accept that Charlie might have been right after all.

"Now, anybody that wants to join me, can. Talk to Alan or Charlie about it. You'll remember that much at least."

"What do you mean?" Alan said, concerned.

Alesha did not bother responding to him. Instead she shaped her magic and fashioned a spell that Talifernon had taught her for just a case such as this. In seconds, everybody but Alan, Charlie, and her had blank stares on their face. They moved to an empty table and sat down at it before Alesha snapped her fingers and the band started playing and the conversation returned to full volume, just as it had before everything unusual started. Alesha then reached behind her and untied her ruined bikini, letting it fall to her lap and ignoring it.

A few people glanced over at Charlie and Alan a few times. Eventually one guy made his way over to them, glancing around nervously. He sat down without being asked, not even noticing Alesha was there or that her breasts were plainly visible. For that matter, nobody seemed to notice her at all.

"Hey, I heard somewhere that you guys are into some cool shit," He began, staring at his hands. "I uh, I was wondering if you need any help with it?"

Alesha smiled, things were working nicely. By the end of the night, she had nearly 20 disciples, all of them former Satanists or just people disgusted with life and wanting something different. She had also changed the clubs rules to be clothing optional, and when Alan pointed out the city would not allow it, she just smiled and told him not to worry about it, she would take of anybody that had a problem with it. Considering how she had handled problems so far, he shuddered to think of what would happen.

Alesha returned home after the bar closed, driving her camaro into the garage and shutting the door behind her. She returned her canines to their normal shape before heading inside to find her father waiting up for her. "Have you seen your moth... Where the hell is your shirt?" He said, shocked at her.

Alesha groaned, she had forgotten about her father. "Um, it's at the club, I got shot so I figured I might as well take it off," She said, not wanting to waste any time.

"What? You've been shot?" He stammered, his anger changing to concern.

"It's okay, I healed it," She commented, walking past him towards the stairs to her bedroom. "Have you seen Brian?" She asked.

"He's in his bedroom, sleeping," He said, a little stunned by her behavior. "Have you seen your mother?"

Alesha stopped at the foot of the stairs, one foot on the third stair to raise her leg up enough so that when she turned to face her father he could easily see up her short skirt and see her wearing nothing under them.

"Yeah, after she fucked me with her tongue this afternoon I had to kill her. Sorry dad, she was great in bed, but she won't be coming back."

His face grew red and he started towards her, the intent clearly to slap her and demand the truth from her. After had taken a couple of steps, Alesha stopped him easily and said, "I'm a little tired right now, how about you pull your cock out and fuck me in the ass with it? Then you'll forget about mother and continue to do your job just like you always have."

The shocked outrage on his face made Alesha laugh. Even more so when he looked down and realized that he had already dropped his pants and his erect cock bobbed up and down in front of him in time to the beats of his heart. Alesha dropped her foot back to the ground floor and bent over, resting her arms on the stairs. Her father, Bill, grabbed her miniskirt and pulled it up over her ass. Still denying everything in his mind, he watched as his cock sank into his daughters instantly sopping wet pussy easily. After dipping it in a few times to get it slick, he pulled it out and pressed it against her backdoor.

"Nooooo!" He groaned, refusing to believe he was parting her gorgeous buns with his cock. Even worse, the way Alesha's rectum sucked at his cock he knew how incredible it was going to feel.

Alesha thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of having her father taking her ass. Her body was tuned perfectly for sex, she had to admit, and it did not matter when or where, she could handle just about anything and enjoy it. 'A pity,' she thought, 'sometimes the pain makes it that much better... but all I ever feel is pleasure now.'

A noise at the top of the stairs made her look up. Brian stood up there in a pair of boxer shorts, a strange look in his eyes as he watched his father fucking his sister in the ass. Alesha smiled affectionately at him and waved for him to come down the stairs. When he reached her, she had him sit down on the stair in front of her and she fished his already hard cock out of his boxers.

"You have no idea how wonderful it is to find someone with a cock that springs back from action as well as yours does!" She said, kissing and licking it up and down the shaft. She lowered her head and licked and sucked at his balls then, hoping they had not been so tortured already that day that they had nothing left in them. She figured she could magically refill them, but she wanted to see what her brother could do naturally.

Taking her hand off of his cock, she returned her mouth to it, deep throating him easily. Her father grunted behind her, lost in the lust of what he was doing. Never a quick shot, he felt as though something was blocking his orgasm, which made him strive all that much harder for it. What he had no way of knowing was that it was Alesha that was blocking it. Every few minutes he would pull his cock out of her ass, which instantly sprang back to its normal, size, and dip it into her drenched pussy so that he could return to her ass fully lubricated.

Alesha considered telling him he did not need to worry about hurting her, but she decided she liked the alternating sensations of having him in her ass one moment, then her pussy the next one. Having Brian in her mouth at the same time, being filled from both ends, made her feel incredibly hot. It was not long before her first orgasm rocked through her, squeezing her pussy muscles around her father and her lips and throat around Brian. It reminded her suddenly of the time in the swamp when Kelnozz had been in Brian's place and that troll, Grabbil, had been in her father's.

The memory spiked another, more intense orgasm in her, and the clenching muscles made it difficult for her father to push his cock back into her ass. He managed, however, and thrust roughly into her. Brian grabbed onto Alesha's hair, pulling her head roughly down on him. She relished it, fucking him with her throat. Her hands played with his balls, feeling them tightening up and drawing up into his body. Coupled with his quick breathing, she knew he was about to fill her with her favorite snack.

Alesha drove her ass back at her father, trying to bruise him. He grunted and grabbed onto her hips and pulled himself into her deeper and harder. The feeling was incredible, with her ass rhythmically clenching and unclenching and milking his cock. When Alesha pulled her head out of Brian's lap and smiled at him, showing him a mouth full of cum, which she then swallowed down with a grin, he groaned and emptied his own load deep inside of her.

Alesha ground her ass against him, milking every last bit of cum out of him she could. When at last he was spent, she pulled away from him and headed upstairs, leaving him standing at the foot of the stairs staring blankly. He put his pants back on then went off to bed himself, still in the trancelike state.

Brian followed Alesha to her room, entering it after her and smiling nervously. "Sis, um, I mean, Mistress, can you show me how you do all these things?" He said, correcting his mistake without realizing it.

Alesha smiled at him and stripped off her skirt and boots. Sitting on the bed cross legged, she nodded and said, "I'm going to teach you a lot of things, Brian. You're going to be my right hand man while I'm here, and when I'm gone, I want you to carry on after me, okay?"

Brian nodded, staring at her beauty and having a hard time not staring at her boobs or pussy. "Thanks, I took care of everything like you told me to, and it looks like you took care of dad."

Alesha chuckled, "Yes, he's definitely taken care of. Mom was real hot in bed, but I bet I'm a lot better. Now go to bed, Brian, tomorrow we'll start your training."

Brian smiled and wandered off to his own room. Alesha grinned to herself. Things were working out well, in a month or two at the most she should have enough people to perform the ritual that would open a rift between Earth and Viconia. Brian would anchor it on this end with what she taught him, and she would be able to go through to the other end. Then, once Viconia was in her hands, she could return to Earth through Brian's link and take over Earth as well.

Alesha drifted off to sleep and dreamed dreams of power and of the domination of worlds.

*****

"Well, do we try to stop them from building a bridge, or do we go for help?" Kevin asked Martin. The ranger scowled, knowing that in the extra week they had rested, neither one of them were healed remotely enough to face a company of light elven engineers. Especially when there were giants providing labor for them.

He was about to admit that they needed to retreat when they heard the sound of someone scrambling up the path towards them. They crouched down quickly and readied their weapons. Eric's head popped around a rock, smiling brightly when he saw them.

"You guys moved, if wasn't easy finding you!" He said, motioning behind him.

Kelnozz, Nordan, Kayala, Vallanius, Throin, and a dark elf the ranger did not recognize slipped into the shallow gully beside them. The unknown elf turned out to be a healer, for he immediately moved over to examine them, muttering under his breath as he inspected their wounds. Nodding approvingly at the splint on Kevin's leg, he began chanting lowly and pressed his hands against Kevin's leg. Kevin grimaced in pain at first, but then his features relaxed and he grinned. Flexing his leg, he took the splint off and tested it with his full weight.

"Amazing! You are a true cleric! I haven't seen any of them in all my life!" Kevin said, thankful tears flowing. Martin raised his eyebrow, he knew the elves had priests, but he did not think they actually had the powers to heal.

"Thank Karthor for finding you worthy of receiving his blessings," the priest said, turning to examine Martin. "What ails you, friend, you seem fit and hail."

Martin blushed and muttered, "It's my tailbone that's broken, hurts like the blazes when I sit on it."

"What was that?" Kelnozz said, pretending he did not hear his friend.

Martin scowled and said, loudly enough for all to hear clearly, "My arse is broke, okay?"

They all chuckled at that, even Throin cracking an unusual grin. The healer went to work on him then, taking care of his injury in short order.

"Ye were right, they be making a big bridge, fit fer an army!" Throin said, staring at the other end of the valley where the light elves and giants toiled to build a bridge over the 50 foot chasm.

"Any idea how close the army is?" Kelnozz asked, staring thoughtfully at the bridge.

"Nay, I tried to scout it out, but I couldn't move much. Plus the far side of the valley and the Lost Lands are crawling with those buggers," Martin motioned towards the evil humanoids.

"Well, do we let them cross to do battle, or do we cross and do battle with them?" Nordan said.

"If they be half the engineers dwarves are, the bridge be rigged to collapse with the pulling of a pin or two," Throin said.

"Aye, but if we fight them on this side, they can retreat and collapse it behind them, moving elsewhere to cross," Vallanius said thoughtfully.

"How close and how big is your army?" Martin said to Kelnozz.

Kelnozz frowned at referring to it as his army, but answered anyhow, "More stragglers join us everyday, last count a week ago was a 20,000, half that being dwarves, 5,000 elves and 5,000 humans. They are camped a day south of the Periphery. A camp with no fires to alert the enemy."

"1,000 of the humans being my people, worth three or four men at least!" Nordan said, puffing out his chest.

Throin laughed at that and commented, "Aye, and worth half a dwarf or so!"

Nordan scowled at him, then realized the dwarf was messing with him He chuckled with him and clapped him on the shoulder in a sign of respect.

"How long have they been working on the bridge?" Kelnozz asked, noticing that it was nearly finished.

"3 days," Martin said. When the others looked at him with astonishment he shrugged. "Giants make good workers, we watched them ourselves, either tonight or tomorrow it will be completed, though I judge it strong enough now to support a good 50 men at a time. More, if those giants weigh as much as I think."

"Well, we need to find out how far the army is from here," Kelnozz said, looking to the sky as an idea came upon him. "And we need to know what it's going to take to destroy that bridge."

"Destroy the bridge? How will we fight them then?" Nordan asked.

"Not now, after they be crossing... Keep them stranded from their supply train and without retreat, we crush them like a piece of steel caught between hammer and anvil." Throin said, picking up on Kelnozz's plan instantly.

"Kayala, how strong is your magic?" Kelnozz asked. Seeing her frown at him, he laughed and said, "I mean, can you keep a small force of men invisible, as well as a large catapult?"

Kayala blew out a deep breath. "I think so, but I will need to be close and it will tax me severely."

Kelnozz nodded. "I must find Luingirth and learn how far they are from us. Take a squad of dwarves into those hills over there and begin construction of a catapult guaranteed to take that bridge out." Kelnozz pointed across the valley to a place much closer to where the bridge was being built, but far enough away that it would be behind the wall of the valley. "Hide them well, and make sure they all know the gravity of their situation." The elf addressed the last to all of them, for once discovered, the position would be quickly overrun.

"Let someone else do it, the army can not stand to lose another commander!" Vallanius said, grabbing Kelnozz's arm to keep him from leaving.

Kelnozz looked at Vallanius and shook his head, "Any other dragon will instantly be known to be an enemy. And where I am going, only someone who works as well with Luingirth as I do stands a chance of returning with the information. The elven armies did well enough with you leading them, Vallanius, if it comes to it, you can do it again."

Vallanius started to protest but saw in Kelnozz's eyes it would be a waste of words. He took a deep breath and nodded his head. Kelnozz turned and departed at a jog, heading back to find Luingirth.

"He'll be fine," Martin said, coming up behind Vallanius. "I've only known him a short while and I've seen him get in and out of situations no other man could." Vallanius nodded, he knew Kelnozz skills well, he had personally instructed the younger elf in the usage of weapons during his younger days, but that did not stop him from being concerned about him.

*****

Under the cover of a cloud filled night sky, Kelnozz and Luingirth streaked to the north, crossing the Periphery with ease, due to their extreme altitude. After a little over 2 hours of flight, they saw the signs of a large force camped ahead. Within moments, they could see thousands of campfires ahead and below of them. Luingirth banked away, making certain they did not get to close to it. After only a moment, Kelnozz signaled Luingirth to fly away to the east. After a few minutes of flight, they would turn north and see how well the baggage train was.

They flew east a little more then Kelnozz had originally planned, but he needed to be certain that they were not spotted. As they turned, he caught sight of something a bit further out. Redirecting Luingirth to check it out, he cursed aloud. A second army. Not as large as the first, it was still clearly very large. Acting on a hunch, The returned to the west, passing the original army and traveling far enough to confirm Kelnozz's fears. A third army lay camped.

Had they taken the bridge and marched across, they would have met the van of the evil forces, then both of the other armies would have swept down on them, flanking them and destroying them. Alesha may not be in charge, but the plans she had laid were brilliant and brutal.

Returning quickly, Kelnozz was amazed at the lack of security. Did such a large force consider themselves impervious to attack? He wished he had the men and the positioning to teach them a lesson. He supposed a flight of dragons could strike some serious damage, but each dragon lost would be a terrible blow. From the looks of things, at least they outnumbered the enemy. Perhaps 4,000 in each flanking army, with an additional 10,000 in the middle.

*****

"Great one, the renegade dragon was just sighted scouting our positions," Lord Kinslayer reported to Ancaruin, who had taken the form of a powerfully built humanoid with flaming red hair and eyes.

"Excellent, should he return after tonight, destroy him," Ancaruin said, leaning back in the chair he sat in. "And allow the men to resume their normal camp assignments on the morrow."

"Yes, great one!" The elf said, leaving the tent and conveying the orders to the captains of the armies. Narellin Kinslayer chuckled evilly. He had to admit, the human woman Alesha had a great military mind. 3 armies designed to enfold and destroy any force they encountered, as well as crowding the campfires with nearly 3 times as many men as they should have. It was a pity she had disappeared while she might have still been useful to them.

Chapter 16

Entrenched, the dwarves had suffered the first real attack of the humanoid army. With few cavalry to harass the attacking army, the evil forces had swept across the valley, reaching the far end before encountering the dwarves that had dug in. Elven archers from high up on both sides of the valley fired arrow and magic down upon the humanoids, but their numbers seemed endless, and still less then half had crossed the bridge.

The dragons had yet to be a large factor in the battle. For that, Kelnozz was concerned. Already most of the weaker metallic dragons had been forced to return to their prison, overcome by the pull of the evil forbidding. Of those remaining, many were showing signs of fatigue.

Of the dwarves, they were true to their boasting, and felled at least four for every one of theirs that fell. Showing incredible stamina, their short but powerful arms rose and fell, allowing axe, hammer, and sword to rend flesh and bone. Especially effective against giants and ogres, the dwarves had proven their worth many times over.

Humans served wherever they could, and more still flocked to join the army as word continued to spread. Some served with the elves, serving as archers, while others aided the dwarves on the front lines. Most were held in reserve units, ready to plug holes or rush forward and relieve the besieged dwarven lines.