1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 9: Captured


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    Samurai stood calm, his nightmare snorting fire. He drew on Brandon's power. Despite all the souls I had gained, the bastard God-King was like an ocean to my lake. My elation was damped by a rising tide of fear. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Samurai I stared at the leader of the escaped prisoners, anger seething through me. That whore Emi had touched one of my loves. She swore to never molest my women, and she broke her word. I gripped my sword, barely caring about the escaped prisoners. I should just walk away. I shouldn't keep my oath to Brandon if his queen was so false. But the risks were so great. I had my Orihime, Chisato, and Hikaru to worry about. If it was just me, I would ride out of this city and let Brandon lead his own troops. Without me, they would loose their discipline and become a mindless, raping horde again. The black-haired woman screamed something at the others as I advanced before my men, my concubines behind me. That was where they were safe. I could never let them out of my sight in Hell. This place was evil. No one could be trusted with my loves. The leader of the escaped prisoners, the very woman that had led the ambush on my column two days past, pointed to the left. I believe her name was Chantelle. Some sort of Priestess to Lilith. She had beauty and grace, standing with poise before my advance. A magnificent woman. The women fled down a side street, her power barreling through a squadron of my men. I pictured the streets of Dis. She could ...
    reach the gates that way. I could cut them off. If I turned around, went a few blocks and then took a left, I could intercept them on their way to the gate and crush them. But why? I pursued them instead. Let the women escape. Let Brandon and his Queen suffer that humiliation. If they wanted to break their word, why should I put all my effort into leading their armies? The women fled before us while Chantelle warped the brass streets, creating barricade after barricade. I smiled behind my mask. She was smart. Now I had even more of an excuse to give them distance. “Tear it down,” I ordered my men. I sat on my demonic horse and watched the women fall back. I would chase them out of the city and beyond. If the women were crafty they would escape. If not, I would do my duty. I wouldn't entirely shirk it. Orihime's nightmare reined up beside me. Her hand reached out, touching my armored fist, her face calm. Chisato came up on my other side, her hand on my shoulder. They knew I gave the prisoners a chance to escape. They agreed with my decision. My three concubines were all that really mattered. Serving Brandon kept them safe. For now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brandon Fitzsimmons I stared out at the battle raging before my city. The Samurai led my forces, engaging the army that had appeared out of nowhere to rescue the escaped women. Wendy was out there. Those women were all mine. I clenched my fist in anger. The attacking force had demons and monsters. Their numbers where ...
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