Catch you on the flipside

Sasha ducked into an alcove panting harshly, the events of the last half hour racing through her mind. She couldn’t believe she had just done that, disgust roiled in her stomach. She had treated Kennedy as if she was a slave, certainly in this time period she was to everyone else but she knew the truth. Kennedy was a slayer, a warrior the mother to her child and…she was important to Sasha in a way she couldn’t understand. The slayer would not forgive her for that she knew. It wasn’t right in anyway shape or form. She kept telling herself that if she hadn’t Petius would overturn her authority and claim Kennedy for her own.

Taking several calming breathes she felt her breathing return to normal and she adjusted her clothing. Straightening her shoulders she walked from her alcove and down the long hallway, wincing at the brightness of the sunlight. The strange emotions and feelings roiling in her chest she attributed to her current human affliction. She had always had a special interest in mortals primarily because she had been treated as a slave when she had been mortal. With a succubus as a mother her appearance had been different from others and nearly all the cruelty of her childhood was due to the god’s involvement and manipulation. However the end result had been at the hands of her human masters. It had been centuries however she had laid to Kennedy; she remembered this aspect of her life clearly. Although her involvement in the creation of the plague she was completely unsure of.

Stopping before two large oak doors she paused as the large demon guards opened them, allowing her entrance. Walking into the spacious room she noticed it was in fact a bath chamber. Several body slaves were moving gracefully through the water while Petius lounged in a small couch opposite her. The woman’s honey colored hair reflected attractively under the sunlight. Her nude form was being massaged with oils by one of the slaves in her service, a Nubian woman who seemed vaguely familiar.

“Ah…I see you wasted no time in your punishment.” Petius said humorously. Sasha inwardly frowned when she felt her face heated and mutely nodded. “You are quite possessive of your concubine….why is that?” Petius asked waving the slave away as she sat upright, making no move to cover her nudity.

Sasha smiled and shrugged nonchalantly. “I prefer to keep her in line and this is your house. Your requests for punishments of any kind will not be ignored Lady,” Sasha revolted at what she guessed was shame that she had done that to Kennedy.

Petius smiled sweetly and reached for her toga, as a slave moved to fasten it for her she regarded Sasha carefully. “You have a special fondness for the slayer.”

Sasha’s heart froze; the demigod knew Kennedy was a slayer? How? Cupid? “Slayer or not she is my slave.”

“True…she must be very talented if you are able to subdue her into submission. I would very much like to spend any evening with your slave. I hear they are quite talented…insatiable I believe is the word.” Petius responded.

A possessive fury swept thru Sasha, she would not allow this woman to lay a finger on Kennedy. Her anger made her momentarily unaware of the smile on Petius’s face.

“That’s what I thought. ..You love your slayer.” Sasha balked. Petius laughed softly.

“You forget…I am my mother’s daughter. I see love when it is present, even when those it possesses do not.”

“I do not.” Sasha bit out. Petius stood and rolled her eyes. Walking toward Sasha she stopped less than a foot away.

“You have been in my home for over a day, I am not by nature arrogant but I am aware of my attributes. I have compelled interest in even men who prefer their own sex. However you have not once looked at me and felt lust. However…that little slayer…why…you feel quite a bit.” Petius reached up and bruised a lock of Sasha’s hair away from her face. “I am not naïve. I know you are not mortal by birth or at least…not JUST mortal.” Taking Sasha’s hand she gazed at the skin. “Your skin should be blue, your eyes violet…you are being punished…tell me the truth of this.”

“I cannot. If you know what you claim that you do...will you help without question?” Sasha’s asked. Suddenly incredibly and desperately wanting to wrench her arm away from Petius’s hold.

“Why would I do that?” Petius whispered staring daggers at Sasha.

Sasha smiled. “Because I can bring Cupid to you.”

“You lie.” Petius said, shock written across her face.

“You are right…I am not what I appear…but what I am…is your aunt. Your mother is my twin by birth…if you aid me in my mission here I swear on Zeus…I will bring your mother here.” Sasha secretly prayed Cupid would be agreeable…this time period the Gods were young and quite selfish and unpredictable.

“I will assist you. However if you fail the slayer will be mine.” Petius smiled sweetly…”And your head will be on the chopping block.”
“Deal.” Sasha felt sick to agreeing to this, but no matter the outcome if things went badly she would find a way to send Kennedy back to her time.

TBC
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