Warlord Daze

The following is a bit of alternative fiction based on certain characters from the Xenaverse. It is not meant to infringe on anyone else's rights. If you don't agree or disapprove, please go read something else.

Xex Alert: Oh Boy Is There. .This is a Prurient Piece with a Bit of Kink (If you hear the crack of the whip then you'll be in the neighborhood) Proceed at your own risk. :)

When one is continually surrounded by the brightness of the sun, it's hard to catch one's bearings, but Xena had an inner sense of direction. It was *that* which she used to find her way. Everything was so vivid here. The trees and grass were greener, the sky more blue than she'd even dreamed, and the water sparkled so purely that it took her breath away. She might have let herself stop to watch the fountain, had she more time. But she felt an urgency in her heart, added to by the absence of the very gods whom she sought.

She started from the outside, gradually making her way in. It gave her a chance to familiarize herself with the area and it was a logical search. It seemed the best plan. She thought They should be all over the place. She'd expect them to wander the grounds much like mortals would a city. But they were gone. All of them.

Xena had never realized how BIG Olympus was. It was obviously a trick of the gods. Take a small space (for certainly it appeared that way from the bottom) and make it. . .as endless as the Elysian fields. Xena began to wonder if she would ever find her way in.

She felt him before she saw. And she knew. "It's not like you to skulk," Xena said to a pillar's shadow. She felt the air vibrate with his hot presence as he sparkled into sight.

He didn't quite smile, but struck a pose. His arms folded over his chest, his hips cocked just so. Ares' sword dangled, still sheathed. "I'd always knew you'd make it to Olympus," he oozed. His voice sent a sensuous shiver down her spine, "I just hoped it would be for different reasons."

She ignored her body's response. It always acted this way. It always would. She'd gotten used to it. "Well, sometimes life surprises us," Xena's voice was cold. He acted as if she'd kissed him. Damn. She didn't have time for this.

He strutted, "True," he acknowledged. Then he turned and spread his arms, as if to embrace her, "I'm very proud Xena. Very proud." He brushed his fingers through his beard, trying to act casual. "You've conquered most of Greece. Against the Sovereign, no less. The Gods are afraid of him," he dropped his arm, "But he's afraid of *you.*" He grinned wickedly, "Yes, I'm very proud."

"Get over it," Xena sneered. Right now she wished she could grab her sword and actually hold it. Really she did. The Chakram, much as she loved it, simply wouldn't keep the distance between them.

"Oh, no, Xena. I can't." He vanished then reappeared directly in front of her. He was standing too close. She felt the heat dripping from him, calling her. Her knees trembled. His hand caressed her shoulder, "I haven't been able to see any of it, but I've felt all, burning through my blood. Our blood." His lips were near to covering hers and she felt her lids lowering, "You feel so good Xena, so incredibly. .. "

Xena, for the first time, considered that this little trek may have been a mistake. "You can't stop me, Ares, so don't try." The warrior pushed herself away from the God's seductive touch. It took everything she had. Damn that climb. He skidded backwards along the slick marble floor. She paced back two steps. "I'm not here to play your games, so just stay out of my way," she growled.

He smiled, warmly. It was almost affectionate. "Oh, I'm not going to stop you." He gave her an oily smile, "for long." Then he was there again, pressing against her. Now she could feel more than heat and she felt a flickering pulsing response in her core, "In fact, I may even help you." His hand skimmed her waist and she felt a heat simmer in her bones, her muscles. It felt good. Very very good. There was such a difference between pain and pleasure sometimes.

"YOU?" The sound of disbelief carried like the sweet tone of a bell. It shocked Ares away from Xena. "YOU are going to *help* Xena? When we all *KNOW* you've been helping the Sovereign."

The warrior could NOT believe her eyes. Neither could Ares, "Gabrielle?" She asked the figure who was stepping down black marbled stairs, "What are you doing here?" The confusion in her voice, was apparent.

The Amazon smiled much too sweetly, "Oh, I'm sorry. Was I interrupting something?" She asked the question with genuine asperity. It was a sufficient verbal slap. The warrior shook her head, then breathed in deeply. Ares glowered.

Xena grinned evilly at the War God, "Nothing important." Ares glowered some more. Xena just smirked and walked away from him. They met each other halfway, embracing warmly.

"You alright?" The warrior asked. She gingerly took one of the roughened, wounded hands in her own. "That's . . quite a climb." It was the understatement of the century. If the mountain had nearly wiped the warrior out, how had the bard accomplished it.

"I know." Gabrielle glanced at Ares briefly, "but I had some real help."

Okay, enough was enough. He wasn't a bad god, just misunderstood. "Hey!" He groused, "I meant it!" Gabrielle stepped forward, in a kind of natural defense of the warrior. The War God nearly laughed in amazement. It was cheeky. It was cute. It was So Gabrielle. And he found himself thinking of the times he'd gotten to know the bard through Xena's blood. The thought. . .lifted him.

"Oh yeah, most people I know what that means, but you. . ." If Gabrielle had her staff she'd whack him a good one.

"I am Ares, the God of War. It's my job to help. . .true warriors." He licked his teeth and sparkled a grin at his daughter, "And Xena is a true warrior. The Sovereign can't stop me from doing my job. He needs me too much."

"You can't help both of us Ares." Xena stepped besides Gabrielle and placed a gentle hand on the Amazon's shoulder. Ares was suddenly aware of the gold flashing in Gabrielle's ear. It gave him a shiver. "You'll have to choose."

Ares smirked, "What makes you think I haven't." Then, faster than either of them could move a light flashed and hit Xena in her heart's center. It flooded through her and out and covered the bard. They screamed and lifted from the ground. Then dropped like rag dolls.

Ares sniffed and folded his arms and disappeared.

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