By Aleena and Cameron

Contains light sexually suggestive themes

Kadlin readied her glaive, having found herself along with her estranged brother Konall fighting Dios, the Jester King of Beast's recently summoned demon. Dios and the Jester King had recently kidnapped Aleena and a pair of princesses. More oddly, he'd somehow gained control over Aleena and forced in to into his control, putting her into that odd outfit as well. Aleena's bondage suit seemed to absorb magic. Very well. Kadlin knew how to handle a weapon, and the dark sword seemed to aid her in physical combat as well as magic.

Dios began focusing his power, preparing a series of spells that would tear his opponents to pieces.

Konall and Aleena looked at each other. "Konall? What are you doing here?" Aleena asked.

"I came for you. What happened to you?"

Aleena punched Kadlin square in the nose to give her some breathing room for a moment, making the mage's eyes water. "I found the warmth of Dios," she replied. "It is wonderful, you have no idea."

Aleena wore a silk green tunic long enough to reach her thighs and thin enough to not leave much to the imagination. Tied around her waist was a belt; beneath her tunic was the anti-magic and anti-technology rope harness. Upon her head rested a tiara "slave crown".

Konall dodged a fireball from Dios. "And I hope I never will. What's gotten into you? You don't seem that easy."

"Enough! Help me kill them," ordered the demon. "Yes, my love," came the elven woman's reply. Her gaze hardened and she redoubled her combat. "Talk's over. Die, Konall."

Kadlin blocked one of Aleena's punches and took a hit to the gut. But she ignored the pain and kicked one of Aleena's legs out from under her. The elf hit the ground and got the wind knocked out of her by the butt of Kadlin's glaive.

Konall was deflecting fireballs with his shield while countering with thrown hatchets. The demon writhed, avoiding the missiles while changing tactics with a flamethrower attack.

Aleena slammed into Kadlin knocking her to the ground. The elf rolled over on top of the sorceress, pummeling her and trapping the glaive between them. Kadlin wrenched the glaive and sent Aleena sprawling, turned, and pinned her to the floor.

Konall blinked as the last of the fire glanced off his shield. He held another hatchet, ready to throw, but his target had disappeared. Suddenly, two points of searing heat stabbed into his back. Instinct took over, and he turned, driving his hatchet straight into Dios' shoulder. The seal clubber kept up a frenzied series of attacks with the hatchet and shield, but the hatchet was too light to make full use of his strength and the shield was too dulled by the falling debris to inflict light wounds. Dios made an effort to ignore the light cuts and bruises and looked for an opening to attack. When that opening presented itself, he laid one hand on Konall's chest and channeled power over the Viking, who promptly burst into flames.

Aleena brought her knee up between Kadlin's legs, but the witch caught the blow between her thighs and held it there. The elf rocked back and forth, still pinned under Kadlin but trying desperately to be free. Kadlin couldn't let up with any of her limbs without letting the elf go, but she could examine the enchantments the girl had on her. Let's see. The object was pulling in all sorts of mana. She couldn't tell what exactly it was doing. Kadlin tried to channel a bit of the active magic flowing into Aleena, and was overwhelmed with passion, lust, and something resembling love. She felt it for only a second, was distracted for only a second, but that was enough. Aleena knocked Kadlin off and stood up sharply.

Dios, immune to his own flames, lifted the burning Viking and threw him into a wall. Konall couldn't see, but he pulled out his haxxor and swung wildly. The flames dissipated, even as Dios's fireballs slammed into him, and he saw his enemy. He charged, Viking bloodlust consuming him. He ignored the pain and concentrated on attacking. Dios caught the swinging axe just below the head, and his flaming hands burned through the shaft. The head fell harmlessly just behind him. He punched Konall in the chest and knocked him back a few feet.

Kadlin rolled backwards away from Aleena, landing in a defensive crouch. "So, your lover is controlling your mind, using magic to consume you with passion instead of the disgust you should be feeling for him."

"His magic makes me happy... and he loves me!" Aleena cried out and hurled herself at Kadlin, aiming to dash her against the stone wall.

Kadlin dodged to the side. Anger made berserkers more powerful, but it made everyone else stupid. It took training to be able to control your anger and make it your slave, rather than being a slave to it. And when it eventually took over anyway, you needed to build up reflexes so that you did what you needed to without thinking. Kadlin had guessed that Aleena's people focused on intellectual thinking and had never learned to harness their anger like that. She had guessed right.

Aleena punched at Kadlin repeatedly, the same two attacks one right after the other. Kadlin blocked, dodged out of the way, and then took control of the situation. Twirling her glaive, she kept Aleena out of arm's reach, pounding the enraged elf again and again with the sides and but of the weapon. Finally, she delivered a sound blow to Aleena's throat, dropping the space elf to the ground as she struggled for breath.

Konall's armor was battered to uselessness, and he was taking too many blows. His whole body ached. But he managed to keep enough presence of mind, to take a blow on the shoulder, shoot forward suddenly, and catch Dios in a bear hug. He drew his neck back and headbutted the demon. He heard a crack and thought it was his helmet. But it was Dios' skull.

The demon teleported out of the crushing bear hug, stunned, when he heard footsteps coming down the rubble-filled passage. "Ha, my allies are coming."

A shout echoed out. "Konall, you there? I've brought some reinforcements."

The Viking cracked a smile. "Better finish you off before they spoil my fun." But Dios had already teleported away.

Kadlin called "Konall, you'd better get over here. I can't get this crown off her. It's stuck with magic. And I can't use any magic of my own."

Konall pinned Aleena to the ground, and despite the defeat of the demon, she still struggled combatively. Whereas the slender Kadlin had needed to use every muscle to keep the elf in place, Konall didn't even need to pay any attention. He only needed to make sure he didn't crush the air out of her.

Konall tried to rip the tiara off, and Aleena screamed in pain. Overcome with sudden, magically induced lust from the mind-control magic affecting the elf, he began tear her tunic to ruin. The flimsy material was surprisingly strong, but Konall was unsurprisingly stronger.

Kadlin's backhand wasn't even enough to break the spell, but it was enough to make him turn. With one hand still ripping into the tunic, he turned another toward his sister, driven by some very disturbing thoughts. Which left no hand on the tiara. The feelings went away instantly.

"We never speak of this," said Konall.

"I never want to think about it again." Kadlin started toward the entrance. "I'm going to go over to meet our friends. You... You keep at this."

Aleena grew exhausted and stopped struggling as Konall went back to work. But the moment he touched the tiara again, his baser instincts took over. With the dress out of the way, the bondage gear was the only thing left, and that didn't last long. The warrior couldn't help himself as he began to take her.

As the two pressed their bodies against each other, Konall felt a ticklish sensation. He looked down to see bugs, no a black liquid flowing over Aleena's body. And then he recognized it, her armor. She had mentioned something about it being made out of nanites. Strange ore. He snapped out of this thinking and went back to doing. He didn't notice in the heat of passion as the tiara began to dissolve. But he did notice Aleena begin to return his passion.

The elf sensed his hesitation as the magic left the warrior. "I need this," she whispered to him. "The magic... was driving me crazy." Konall's grunts and Aleena's cries of pleasure were all that filled the chamber.

An exciting start to things to be sure! Next up, part II switches to the 'other' part of the story as we learn a bit about the six princesses kidnapped via airship. Then part III brings everything together nicely!