Queen of the Night

Sin fell into the shadow of Uli and Kenji as was his way. The new ceramic shields far quieter than the chain or even plate of his time sounded to his ear all the more like times of old. When the clink of his spurs and crash of his armor would herald the shuffling off this coil of entire villages at times. He had long been sated of such predilections. He no longer needed to punish the evil-doer wherever they might be. He no longer needed the crash of bodies and shredding of flesh to supplicate himself to god’s will. He enjoyed it all the same but now he wielded death as the art and prayer that it was.

He wasn’t sure to what ends his mistress was focused but he was determined to be there. She was in her mind a godhead and he her Pope. He would carry out her will while exorcising his own demons as well. Unlike many he was wholly at peace with his role in Gods Savage Garden. He had no qualms of being the Serpent when needed. He was not as pleased these days as he would have been. She had reined him in three decades ago so he was not able to stir the tigers any longer. They had proven the single strongest source of ephemeral feeding on any of the islands. They proved particularly susceptible to he and his kind. The effects that should have faded in hours seemed to stay with them for months and occasionally years.

Shaking his head at the loss he thought of the circuit and who would be fighting tonight. Sadly most of the bouts would sadly not be worth his time. Perhaps if the errands were not too inclusive he would have time to perhaps stir the smugglers into some but of entertainment.

Uli smiled hearing him despite the much quieter armor, which she appreciated because when he'd come to her washed up on her island in a time when there were few here he made far to much noise when he moved for her liking. She had no clue how he'd not sunk in all of it and because shed saved him from the sun shed made him take it off. He'd needed breaking of some bad habits and shed personally done the breaking but he was still stronger then most and an asset to be sure. Kenji even seemed to like him some for what it was worth she supposed it was a warrior thing.

They made it to the basement which opened up to be massive and was hewn from the volcanic rock under the island. Smoothed to black shine it fit her so well the decor of it all. Hearing voices and cheers she smiled and made her way to her throne enjoying the hush that fallowed her steps. Dressed as befitting the title she held in a long trained black fitted coat that was open at the hips all the way to the floor. Her pants were laced up the sides and made of soft burgundy silk.

Addressing those around her and settling her coat  she looked to her men and smiled. Then looking to the crowd." send him forth"

The him in question was a tall lean male who was stunning to look at but that is not what made him special. She took a box from the table and opened it. Inside was a pelt of soft seal fur the color of a snow leopard, eyes twinkling and looking to him. " Did you think this would be like L A? You do not rule here I do, your kind are but foot notes to my story and you will pay respect when seeking asylum here. I suppose you wish this back do you?"

When the man nodded she stretched languidly. " Sin to get his pelt he will have to get past you but do not kill him I feel we would have use to show him some kindness"

Sin was tall for his time but just average in the modern times. He was glad for it the estimation of skills were decidedly different in the now. More than not he was usually underestimated. It was assumed that he was dumb muscle. Tactically deaf dumb and blind. He nodded his ascent to his mistress moving forward as he slid his jacket off. He was in his armor tee shirt pants and well filled holster. He bristled with armaments even as his face remained as placid as the sea at the eye of a storm. As he closed he finally dropped his jacket at his feet. To be exact he dropped it on his right boot.

As the jacket struck down the shifter’s eyes followed. Sin spared the micro second it took for his eyes to refocus on the man before him and not his discarded jacket. As the shifter finally returned his gaze to the man Sin lashed out feinting with his left as he whipped his right foot forward into the man’s knee. His jacket flying ahead of his impact wrapped around the shifter as he attempted to slide away from the clumsy telegraphed overhand left. His moment drove him into the heart of the kicks impact. The competing forces caused his knee to critically fail even as the pain from the cracked smashed and now useless bit of anatomy hadn’t registered. As the shifter felt the knee go Sin poured on a flash of speed stepping past the falling shifter hooking his right arm into the crux of the man’s shoulder. As gravity and the mans no longer useful limb caused the man to be driven into the ground Sin snatched the man back driving him into the ground with far more force than was necessary.

Shifters healed quickly but a mangled limb was no small feat to overcome To drive home how far out matched the larger man was Sin dropped his knee into the fallen mans shoulder smashing it as well. Stepping over the mess the was once a willful shifter Sin looked towards Uli she would decide how much more the man would be the recipient of…" Mistress?" He asked as his gaze flicked to Kenji. His appraisal was duly noted. Sin wasn’t a fool he knew Kenji watched him as a potential enemy and something to find the flaws in. It was a murderous respect but a respect all the same.

Uli smiled and was so very impressed with her knight it gave her a tingle of pride and some other warm feelings. Biting her lip she chuckled. " well it seems that you couldnt even give him much of a fight at all. Seems you do not even deserve this pelt back at all but Im merciful so I will give you a few weeks to heal and train and then try again. Until then you are mine to do with as I please and will be brought to me tomorrow night but now you will be allowed to heal..take him away"

Watching them drag him off and then looking to those around her.." is there no one here who can offer my Knight a decent work out? Have I found my self in the midst of such weaklings?"

She was goading them wanting them to not have gotten so soft over the years so on the off chance they were attacked she knew they would dessimate who ever came for them. She rarely worried over such but occasionally she wondered if some one would get big for there britches and try her.

His gaze flicked from Kenji to Uli her appraisal was wholly pleased and he basked in the light of it a moment before turning his gaze to the gathered. He looked over each and every one marking their faces as well as the intent that died therein as his gaze met theirs. She chose her words for the truest aim cutting each to the quick. They were thoroughly shamed and even still having mad esuch short work of whom they thought the better or at least more incentivized of them they shunned what would come of their failures. They were already beaten by their own cowardice. He shook his head in frustration. Snatching up his jacket and resheathing himself. Trodding through the blood of the fallen Selkie he sneered at the nearest male who was considerably less than a man in his estimation. The shifters screams finally erupting as those who carted him away were less than gentle.

As expected his sneer was met with one in return. It was the only invitation he needed. Hs hand blurred as he connected with the male sending him sprawling. It was the spur the crowd needed. They were willing to suffer the tongue lashing of the mistress. But what they saw as senseless violence being visited on them was more than the lot of cowards could stand. Immediately they converged all but foaming at the mouth. Their beasts riding high he chuckled thinking, ‘Finally.’

" I will remind you all that should you succeed in killing him your lives are forfeit and I mean it.. but I also remind my knight that it is not a kingdom with no people in it so fight well but do not let your blood lust lead you to death this evening"

She could have stopped it but why? He was getting out aggression and she was learning, something she enjoyed. Kenji she winked and and leaned in her seat watching the mayhem. He was incredible to watch even with so many attacking at once and every good hit in on him they got she found amused her. He needed to not get to full of him self, her warrior. Some times he needed to be reminded he could still be hurt and she would make sure his wounds were nursed but for now yes she was enthralled.

Bottom lip chewed softly and fingers through her hair, shed stopped him before but maybe just maybe the tigers needed a visit. They had gotten a bit soft, and that one male who ran the blue tigers seemed a bit big for his britches at times. He never came to pay tribute like those before him had. 

A grunt of mild annoyance was Sin’s response to the edicts his mistress passed down. He gave marks away to the gathered crowd as he knew he was being measured. So he created flaws in his methods so as to not reveal the whole of him. Unfortunately doing so cost him some few solid blows. He restrained his natural inclination to escalate things to their final solutions. He knew the crowd gathered were in their minds tough guys and would be warriors. They however were the hobbyist versions of what a warrior truly was. They flailed attempting to maul while he struck with strategic laser focused skill of a surgeon excising cancers, tumors, or other hidden flaws. They fought in their minds one man. While he fought one being made of many. He excised poisoned parts of the being he faced. He knew sometimes the limb must be sacrificed so that the whole would survive.

He smirked as the one time island Lua champion waited attempting to gauge the speed and strength of the Mistresses champion. Her strong sword arm, her knight. Sin waded through the mass of the being dancing from blow to blow delivering his own taking the measure of each of those he vanquished. In his mind it was one chain of happenstance. Focused though he was even he omitted the consideration of just how visceral the melee was. Blood flew far fast and furiously. His pristine clothing, flesh, and armor bore the wounds of various blades, claws, and teeth. As implacable as he was no man was impervious to the accumulation of wounds he was receiving. Yet his will was stronger than his flesh. It not the simple strength of limb pushed him on.

Bound as he was to not finalize his victory with the death of those he fell caused him to utilize far more energy than he would have. Yet now vanquished they lay in heaps or drug themselves from the path of his onslaught. Broken yet not destroyed there were more ways to put a man down without ending him. As the bodies and their parts hit the floor Sin pushed on until he and the champion stood face to face. There was but one outcome should they try their arms against one another. There could be no match lest death was the true decider of the victor.

As sized each other up there was only one thing to do. They backed away from each other neither giving way merely tabling what would be an eventuality between them.

The stand off at the end made her eyes widen and then she clapped" Bravo that was amazing now come my knight we will get you clean and fed  and leave those here to pull them selves together with out our watchful gaze"

She stood bowed to the fallen and turned in a swish of fabric and heels clicking walked away. Not bothering to make sure they would fallow because why wouldn't they? finger snapped and a girl came to her, she told her in short commands to fill the tub in her quarters and bring a donor. Dismissing her she contemplated more on the blue tigers, the old ones had come to her for blessings and protection but this Hale seemed to think him self above the goddess of flame and it was dangerous to let them believe such things and could spread. The red tigers chang had already pulled her little stunt and shed be punished soon.

They liked to forget but that was only because she let them she let the tigers be the face of the islands for a while, having grown tired at one point and laying down to sleep for a few decades. When shed woken ravenous and clearer headed so she felt it was time to reclaim her island to make them aware of her again. Shed found the old chang dead and now these two upstarts running things and had set Sin on them for a while just to appease her anger. Now tho they seemed to forget what she could do so it was time again to make things clear.

Sitting on a divan waiting for Sin to arrive and get in the tub, most would feel this might turn sexual or tense but Uli did as she pleased and the only one in the house who could demand alone time was her. If any one else had it , it was because shed granted it.

Sin didn’t like the Lua champion. He was mulling over the fact that yes it would be to the death if they crossed arms but there was something else there. The man had come. He had watched and he while seemingly betraying a feeling of outrage did not actively participate in the melee. He had come to size up the Kiss, the miscellaneous clans gathered, and perhaps Uli’s weapons. He was reaching as he had no true evidence of any of his suppositions but the leaps of logic felt right in his head. That and the fact Sin knew he was a member of one of the Streaks made everything seem to fit. The Tigers were the power of the Islands. They were intrinsically tied to the elements and could do great damage if they were riled to work together. Sin was a man of action true enough yet there was a mind that many never quite registered until it was too late.

" Yes Mistress," was all he said aloud. He had no evidence and Uli would more than laugh at the notion without sufficient evidence that someone had the gall to think of standing anywhere but kneeling at her feet. He would mull things over and investigate when he had the chance so as he was armed with more than enough information when he presented things to his goddess.

Keeping a metaphysical eye on the Lua Champion Sin followed his mistress lockstep but several feet removed. His thoughts while rarely easily read were not his friend in her presence. She was notoriously fickle when it suited her to be. He would not test her mood more than he had already this evening. As he knew where they were heading he began disrobing. The only sound accompanying there steps that of buckles being undone along with snaps, ties and straps being loosened so that he could slid his rig and armor from his person. He was a practiced hand at such so much so that if any had been watching it would have appeared some sort of stagecraft how smoothly, yet neatly and able to be used he’d removed his accoutrements.

Resting his gear near but out of sight he slipped nude into the bath awaiting his mistresses’ pleasure or displeasure. She knew how to pamper while punishing and vice versa so he luxuriated while he could. Taking in the moment as his mind emptied of everything save the feel of the water on his flesh.

Tempestuous was an understatement for her moods most of the time and the only one to ever weather her anger and not fulled indulge her was kenji. He suffered for it but in the end when her ire was spent and she had cooled he still stood quietly strong and almost condescending. She hated him for it at times but loved him for it at others, shed yet to coax him into her bed but sin she enjoyed taunting and keeping on his toes.



Jacket removed and draped leaving the lace of her under top bare walking toward him primordially and then sitting behind him on the tile. Her fingers searching for wounds quietly learning them and satisfied most would heal with feeding. Hands drifting down his chest and then lower gripping his thighs letting her hair fall over his neck and chuckling when he stilled under her touch. Drawing back untill she could caress his shoulders and thumb the nape of his neck. Like a viper strike she had his throat in her hand and was squeezing." You thought to tempt fate this evening with out my permission. What if you had meat the true death this evening? Do you know how many of them I would have killed in response to that? I think I have kept you to long with nothing to do and it is my fault so I will forgive this but if ever again you feel suicidal then rethink things my knight because I will draw the unlife from you and make you wish for the sun"



She let him go and kissed him softly on the lips like a lover pouting at him " If you died it would ruin our fun lover.. I have been thinking on the tigers and have decided they grow disrespectful of tradition.. we both like some tradition do we not? So maybe its time for them to have a lesson taught by you starting with that red headed upstart Chang. She does not send any one to pay tribute its been to long since I've drank my fill of red tiger."

There were those that claimed agnosticism or aethism because in the modern age it was popular to trust solely in what reason one could find via the world wide web. Sinjin was born in a time where the mysteries of the world were impenetrable. Where the world was filled with the wonder and magic of the ‘unknown’. Faith true all-encompassing faith was the hallmark of the learned, would be wise, and brave. The human air of arrogance still permeated the day but faith was stronger because of it no weakened by the enfeebled that could only accept what was within their grasp. Uli was such a thing beyond anyone or anything’s grasp. Being in her worship was akin to holding onto a tiger’s tail by its teeth. She was fierce, primordial, and all consuming.



Sin kissed her back a she allowed him and with all the hierophantic ecstasy in his being. He was hers in every way that he had ever been anything. Body, soul, and mind were hers to do with as she pleased." My mistress I live by your will, by your grace. Only should you remove your grace can any enemy end my existence. I swear on my honor it is to you that all of my aims are bent. In your service, in your shadow and for your grace do I march forward instilling the fear and reverence of you that the pagans of your land must have."



As she mentioned the Ugniné Nagi a portion of him vibrated to life. He knew the pleasures of their forms and the ferocity of them. They fed him like not even the Liéren Yú Hei'án Wáng could. He enjoyed that as bottled up as their public faces might seem that they had depths of rage that even now he could taste hot and warm on his tongue. He would savor their frenzies." Instruct me and it shall be done."

She had taught him much and when he did as she bid she smiled enjoying his mouth for a moment more then nodding as she noticed the familiar grin and change in his demeanor. She knew he liked the idea and chuckled wickedly, the things they could do to the chang if they could lay hands on her would be delicious. Scraping her nails down his chest over scars he got while human and down again to his thighs nibbling him at her leisure while she whispered the plans she had for the tigers to him.

No one else should know not even Kenji because she knew once before he'd defied her over them. That female blue he'd fallen for she had to threaten her life to get Kenji to leave her be and he'd pouted for years. She loved her tiger in her own way but he was a ninja in the truest sense so she didnt always trust him and as the decades past found her self shielding her thoughts from him more often even tho they were bound and if one died surely the other would.

Boots shed and then pants she slid in and straddled him, summoning the pomme to feed him. He would need the blood both to heal and to give her what she would demand of him after. She was a goddess with needs after all.

As Uli made herself at home in the saddle of his lap. He listened to her plan for the Chang and couldn’t do more than smile with mischievous glee. He knew she would rein him in if he grew too zealous in his ministrations. She would surely keep him from doing half of what he’d done with the Liéren Yú Hei'án Wáng. They had been more than rude luring her precious golden kitty to their waiting arms. It was a good thing he’d stepped in when he did. God knew what she would have had done to them if something more than a dalliance had happened. He was sure that she would have had him drive them more than mad with rage. She would have had him drive them over the brink directly into the void of never. They would have torn themselves apart if he had been given full rein .

Pushing thoughts of what hell he would stirred up he wrapped himself in the bosom of her warmth. Sparing his lips long enough to take what was given from her selected Pomme. Even as his lips were elsewhere his mind and eyes were focused on her. He felt life flow from his lips filling him. He was sure she noticed as well. Lapped by the waters of the tub its heat adding to the heat caused by her. Sin gave himself over to orgiastic feeling of the dual influx of feelings.

Pinned between them as she was Uli’s Pomme had nowhere to go so she was brought along on the ride. Even as Sin did not continue drinking from her he did not relinquish her from the grip of his lips just yet. His tongue worked at the puncture marks left from his feeding. Hs hands caressed and offered supplication to the goddess in his lap.