Dreaming of Sins

I walk into a dark room I, glancing around I see several shadowed figures but I don't feel scared I'm extremely comfortable looking down I'm only in my underwear it's a beautiful basque and panties set with silkie stockings, in the centre of the room there is a deep purple camelback sofa that is lit strategically to keep the sofa and only the sofa lit brightly sprinkled on the floor to the sofa and over it are blood red rose petals I smile to myself as I move with the grace of a stalking panther swaying my hips with every step I feel all the eyes drift from my face I see familiar eye peering out of the darkness with a burning glow those eyes belong to Crom his dragon side is pushing him pretty hard to come out and play. Without thinking I bite my lip and finish my walk to the sofa and lower my self down and prop myself up and begin moving my hands over my body focusing on the places I want my audience to focused on, I lick my lips when I hear a gruff voice strained with lust.

"Tell us what you want Little Angel"

I bite my lip again moving my hands slowly up my body to wards my hair and turn and look towards Hallar, and begin to move closer towards him and reach out to grab him by the waistband of his boxers and softly say.

"I want You and everyone else in the room to take me"

He smiles flashing his fangs and says.

"Well then its time to get up and get a move on"

I startle a wake to the sound of banging on my room's door and the guard shouting.

"GET UP ANGEL!"

I groan put one hand over my racing heart and one over my face to come to grips of what was happening in my dream, I growl when I hear the guard banging on the door again and shout.

"WHAT!"

He replies in a calm voice.

"You have your first fight in twenty minutes so hurry up"

Grumbling I get out of bed and begin looking around for some clothes to up to for this fight something catches my eye and I move over to it, looking down at it I see it's a parcel wrapped up it even has a pink bowtie on the top witch causes me to role my eyes reaching down I pluck the note tucked under the bow and read what it says

*To my little angel I hope you like the gift I have gotten you signed Auberon*

Sighing I begin to unwrap the package, finally I reach the items encased with in, and I have to stifle a shout of rage when I see what he thinks I should be using to fight in the arena, in my hands is what I can only call a chain mail bikini but that is to modest as a bikini would cover more of my body than what this abomination would cover. With a growl I hurl the 'armour' into the furthest corner I can see growling I stomp back over to my dirty clothes and put them back on and stalk back to the exit of my room and snap at the guard.

"let's go to the arena!"

He simply nods and begins moving down the hallway I follow and I go in to my own memories of past journeys and people I have met along the way, sadly my memories are cut short by the noise of the crowd as I come back to myself I notice I'm in a room with weapons lining the walls my perusal is cut short by my escort barking out.

"Hurry up and pick your weapon you are up next, it's a fight to the yield but death is still a possibility so choose wisely"

Grunting I move to the weapon rack a select a hand and a half grip sword so if I need a power swing or finesse I can easily change my grip lifting it out of the racking I quickly check the edge and the balance I nod finding the adequate, I look to wards the gate to the arena as I hear the announcer finishing his yammering, taking a deep breath I being warming up my mussels so I'm ready for the fight to come.

Striding out of the gate I enter the arena with my sword in my left hand with its tip out towards the left and pointing towards the ground and my head held high as I casually look around the stands I almost stumble when I see all of the thrones are occupied, shifting my gaze back to Auberon's throne I see him leaning forward and looking at me with a smirk on his face, I frown as I meet his eyes he tilts his head as he looks up and down my body, when his eyes meet mine I rase my right hand and flip him the bird before turning to look at my opponent.

On the other side of the arena is a naga a half snake half humanoid except this one is huge he stands at least eight feet tall not counting his tail that is coiled behind him, his snake half has the colourings and markings of a red tailed boa constrictor, his human half is a dull grey with toned mussels and multiple scars crisscrossing his torso and that is where the normal things stop as he has four arms each of them wielding a short swords, moving further up I see a hideously deformed face one of his eyes are bigger than the other his left cheek is completely missing showing his blackened and rotting teeth his hair is a light red which looks knotted and greasy even from where I am standing, and the smell is horrendous as well, rotting fish and sulphur hit my nose causing me to choke back vomit, just as I finish my appraisal of his body I hear is hissing voice ring out.

"I'm going to have fun with you but first I'm going to break your jaw so you can yield then I'm going to tear off you shorts and…."

Before he can finish whatever he is going to say I charge hoping to catch him off guard, I angle my blade to look like I'm going for his neck, he move fast but not as fast as I was expecting and I change the trajectory of my swing to bring it down on his lower right for arm cleanly severing it at the elbow he hisses and bring both his left arms across in two horizontal slashes, I roll under the blows but as I'm standing back up his tail lashed out and knocks me back a few steps, he lunges and I ready myself to meet his next attack.

The flurry of blow he sends has me stepping back every other swing and I'm hard pressed to keep up with the three blades all coming for me but after six rotations I notice the pattern he swing left right left then there's a gap before it starts again it seems removing his right arm was a good thing as it broke his rhythm, side stepping the second swing from the left I twist and go for a diagonal slash from bottom to top but he lashes out with his tail again, slamming straight in to my stomach, I use the force of his tail hitting me to change my attack and bring the blade of my sword down on to his tail cutting off the last foot can causing him to grunt in pain, staggering back my bare foot get cut by the short sword I quickly drop down and scoop it up in my left hand, I'm not the best with two weapons but I'm not going kill myself ether, he begins circling me in an attempts to distract me by focusing on to many things at once but he seems to of forgotten that I'm an angel I have wings, I spread my wings and shoot straight up in to the sky then I do a slight turn so I'm diving full force with both blades leading in a cross like position I flap my wings hard to get as much speed as I can and then close the blades like a scissors removing the things head I land hard but all in all I'm fine I raise my hand to the sounds of applause echoing around the arena.