We slid for minutes, down a long winding tunnel until finally Warzell landed and I fell on top of him. I grinned down at him and joked “Thanks for breaking my fall babe,” and I helped him to his feet. The rest were securing the immediate area. I had expected it to be dark and filthy, when in actuality it was obviously maintained and dimly lit. “Follow.” Remmance spoke quietly into his COMS and we entered the maze of corridors. Remmance had been here before, and knew the path we needed to take to get to the boss that held the page we needed to retrieve and bring back for our mission. We fought some of the toughest foes I have ever seen – it took all of us to bring down one at a time.
I lost track of time- day and night ran together. We were in for weeks, and I started to feel trapped and panicky. We had stopped in a stairwell for the night. I could smell myself and everyone around me. I curled up on a stair and tried to get some rest. My eyes closed and I let exhaustion take me to sleep and blessed escape.
---He bathed me. I leaned back against him in the bathtub and let him run a soapy cloth over my skin. The cloth slid from my back to my neck, and around to my breasts. One of his hands bathed a breast and one of his hands kept the other breast occupied. He slid the cloth down my belly, over my thigh and knee, and down into the water below. I arched against him and pulled his mouth down to mine---
“Wake up.” Remmance shook my shoulder, surprising me and I rolled instinctively to defend myself. I fell off a stair before Remmance caught me. Everyone else was still sleeping. “What’s wrong?” I asked. He looked irritated. “You were dreaming.” I saw a flash of skin on skin, remembering the dream and I understood at that moment, why he woke me. “I’m sorry. I’ll keep the rest of the watch.” I stood up and brushed myself off, and returned to my hellish reality.
It was toward the end of the next week that we reached the end of the maze, and the beginning of the true danger. We were to retrieve a page from a book for the Librarian, as bribery to get him to get us audience with Cama, the Leader of the Redeemed in Penumbra. Retrieving the page was going to be difficult, however, because it was held by Amatsu, ruler of the catacombs. Amatsu was an enormous Notum Scourge. He had limbs extending as high as the ceiling. He stood on a platform in the center of a large room with dozens of guards surrounding. Remmance pulled the guards one by one outside the hallway. We fought for days, and the guards kept coming and we were near defeat from exhaustion. Finally, all that was left was Amatsu himself. He charged into the room and ran straight for me. Before I could throw up my mirror shield, I was impaled on a long limb and thrown across the hallway. I screamed as I felt his limb pull back out and I looked down to see blood spread across my abdomen. Warzell was at my side immediately. He healed me with such speed that the pain was gone almost as soon as I felt it. I stood and emptied round after round into the bastard’s rough hide. He fell finally, and Remmance searched the body. Warzell tended everyone’s wounds, as well as Vishnu, Mindjack’s healing pet. “It’s here,” Remmance smiled and held up the page. I hadn’t seen him smile before and it was infectious. I smiled, and laughed, and soon everyone was jumping up and down celebrating. “Let’s get the hell out of here,” Warzell said and he didn’t have to ask twice. Mindjack prepared the warp back to Adonis garden and we finished looting the bodies around us.