Battle on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Beta 3: Belladonna Sciori

Tue, 28 Jun 2016 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Beta 2: Spencer)

Part 3: Belladonna Sciori

“What you’re proposing is treason, don’t you realize that?”

Seated to one side of the large table, Bella watched quietly as Spencer considered his reply. As she waited for him to speak, she thought about the path that had brought them here.

They had spent, altogether, five days at Spencer’s cabin, resting and preparing themselves for the first step in his grand plan. After leaving, they had spent the next month and a half moving from town to town within the province. At each town, Spencer had spoken with the leaders, directing each to meet here.

The Final Trek

Sun, 01 May 2016 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from The Final Trek)

Chapter 5: Houston, we’ve had a problem

I woke up sometime around zero eight thirty hours. It was a bit late for me, but I was finally growing accustomed to sleeping when tired and getting up whenever I felt like it. It took me nearly an hour with the dermal regenerator to remove the welts and bruises from my tits and ass. I only wished it worked on the deeper tissues. Judging by the ache in my ass cheeks, I have a feeling I will be spending most of the day on my feet.

Kira 3

Wed, 23 Dec 2015 00:00:00 +0000

(story continues from Kira 2)

Part Three

“My Queen?”

For a moment, the woman standing in the center of the room seemed not to hear. Then, slowly, she turned, hands fumbling at a buckle for the armor she wore.

“What is it?”

“My Queen, you have a visitor.”

The woman scowled. “Do I look like I have time for a visitor? Whoever it is, get rid of them.”

“Yes, my Queen. I will tell Her Majesty you are not accepting visitors today.”

Alethea’s Battle

Sat, 03 Nov 2012 00:00:00 +0000

Alethea lay on the grass, her side was no longer hurting, as her brain took over from the pain and allowed shock and the numbness to creep through her body. She attempted to sit up, but the poles of the chariot had broken, and now lay across her chest in such a manner that she was imprisoned within their embrace. Alethea sighed a deep breath of air, letting the pain from the wound shudder from within her, as she stretched her legs out and flipped onto her side. She screamed as the broken haft of the spear, puncturing her side, caught on one of the poles, and then slipped into unconsciousness, whilst the sun in all its glory, also lost the day and started to set behind the hills to the east.

Joining the Collector's Army

Tue, 20 Apr 2010 00:00:00 +0000

The battle, finally, was over. The battered remnants of the army commanded by the man known only as The Collector, lay strewn across the field, their armored shells making the scene resemble a battlefield of knights. Earth Security Force personnel roamed the field, examining the remains.

Colonel Rebecca Saint, ESF Commander, stood nearby, speaking into her vidlink as she unfastened her battle armor.

“It’s over,” she reported. “The Collector’s army is destroyed.”