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    Upon The Reaches Of The Darkest Moonlight

    Xena turned as the sounds of Gabrielle stomach playing up hit the air, she watched as the younger woman leaned away from Argo’s saddle. She found herself winced Gabrielle lost her lunch. She rubbed her hands together as she gave the general a cold look. “Like I said she had a late lunch.” The general growled as away his red cloak flowing behind him, somehow she was thank full that Gabrielle had thrown up now, it had been perfect timing. She grabbed Argo’s reins moving up the road away from the huge gates, she had to find a place to stay and as quickly as possible. She could see that all shops around her had their window blinds down and even more disturbing there wasn’t a person in sight only the soldiers who marched the street in there full armour, the high tension only added to bleakness and coldness of the city. It was obvious that this city had been under sleigh for a long while and that people were afraid.

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    Apostolos sat down in his chair in his main quarters, which used to be part of the black smiths house, until he’d turned it in to his personal barracks. He pulled off his helmet slamming it down hard on the table hard. He opened the large map which was on the desk tracing the forest area with the dagger, which he’d pulled out from his belt. He looked up as his second in command came in followed by one his best warriors. He looked at them both he really wasn’t in the mood for talking right now. “Yes…what do you want?” Demetrius looked at the general the older man was become obsessed with that map he seemed to spend half his time looking trying to work out where the invisible enemy was and making assumptions.

    So far none of them had been correct and the scouting parties he’d sent out during the day had found nothing. He breathed in deeply before speaking. “The warrior woman who you sent away that was Xena.” Apostolos looked up slowly. “Xena do you think that name means anything to me?” He watched as the heavy muscled warrior next to smirked Demetrius ignored him as he spoke again. “She is Xena the Warrior Princess.” He raised a hand. “The woman helped defeat the Horde and Callisto, she could be a great help to us general.” Apostolos raised an eyebrow. “We’ve survived perfectly well with out the need for any so called heroes.” He raised his dagger. “These things are not human, you can’t just stab them. They don’t die that easily ether and they heal up better than you or I ever could!”

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