The Origin of Ciena VI [Closed, Flashback]

A few weeks pass after the death and rebirth of Ciena. Due to the actions which occurred, she had been allotted greater and unrestricted freedom about the village. Since Kyrojin no longer regarded her as a slave, that would be the new reality of the village. Because he trusted her by this point and didn’t think that she would leave even if given the chance, Kyrojin wouldn’t have eye on her at all times nor care where she went. As such, she would be allowed to move about the village and watch the warriors train, among other things.

As such, the time came for a party of men to journey to the low land in order to fill up on supplies that could not be found in the mountains. Kyrojin was not going to be going with the party, but Toshiue was, as well as Dae and a handful of the village men. Because he would be going on this expedition, Toshiue requested if Ciena could come. Not caring, Dae would advise if it were okay with the lord, thus from there Toshiue would head to his father’s house to seek out Ciena so that they could request permission for her to join the party. Arriving at the house, Toshiue would hop in through the bedroom window, the normal method he used in order to get into the house. In the bedroom at that moment, Kyrojin would be in the process of trying to undress Ciena in order to do other things that were on his mind.

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“Eh?” Kyrojin would look towards Toshiue who stood in the window sill with a ‘wtf’ look on his face to see his father and the Sea Shell cavorting in such a manner. A blush takes to his cheeks as he emits an “Ew!” immediately, and drops from the window sill to rest his back against the wall. His arms fold at his chest as he looks out and away from the house, referencing those inside. He speaks with his voice audible from the other side of the wall as he begins, “we’re getting a party together to go to the midlands for supplies… I thought that Ciena would like to go… father is that okay with you.” Without missing a beat, Kyrojin quickly answers, “no” and then proceeds in reaching of the hem of Ciena’s clothing to somehow get it open so that he could have access to her flesh. It seemed pretty evident that she wouldn’t be going anywhere while he was like this, regardless of who asked.

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“Okay,” Toshiue would call back before informing, “I’ll be on the porch…” With that, his back would press off of the wall and he would continue with his arms folded at his chest, walking around the house to the front to meet Ciena; he was simply hopeful that all she needed to do was to convince his father to let her go and then they would be on their way. He figured she had a better chance than he did, since he had already gotten a no. Either way, he would make it to the porch and stand in waiting with his arms folded.

Inside, Kyrojin would look down at Ciena who expressed her wanting to go. An eyebrow rises as she inquires about the method in which his release would bring about hers and as such, he would agree to the mutually beneficial deal since his wants were relatively simple at the moment. With her mouth, it would only take about five minutes for her to earn her freedom.

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Toshiue would go from standing up, to sitting on the porch with his elbows on his knees. Having waiting for him, Dae would approach and pause in front of the lad. He would look down at Toshiue and then up at the door to the house before asking, “why are you sitting here?” Toshiue would answer, “I asked permission, father said no, but Ciena told me to give her a moment. It’s been quiet ever sense… I don’t hear any signs of a battle.” Dae would raise an eyebrow and sigh, shaking his head. “How long has it been like that?” he would ask. Toshiue would answer, “about five minutes…”

Kyrojin would be all smiles. The kiss on the cheek would come, but he wouldn’t care. “Yeah, sure, whatever,” he would grin as he makes his way to the bathroom to take a leak. Thus the permission would be granted and Kyrojin hinted that vaguely he would probably be home later in the night.

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Dae and Toshiue would be talking as the door would open and reveal Ciena. With this revelation, the talking would cease and she would have their attention. The brow arch would be returned as if mirrored. Toshiue and Dae would simply look at her for a moment as she seemed to be in good spirits. Toshiue looks to Dae, who realizes that it were still a few years too early to have ‘that’ talk with him. Instead, he just motions for them to head out and he smiles in greeting Ciena, “that aside, it seems that we will be having the pleasure of you accompanying us to the low lands.” He would begin to lead the way back to where the others would be waiting. Toshiue would stand up from his seated position on the porch and dust off his bottom before following, obliging Ciena with a simple, “I see.” Dae would continue, “it does get rather dull traveling with a bunch of men all the time. Welcome aboard.”

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Dae would walk casually and nod calmly as he speaks, “ah, so that is how it is. It seems the Sea Shell does more than simply sing now.” A small teasing grin would be offered to Ciena before he returns his gaze to the front. Toshiue’s spirits would be lifted at the promise of a home cooked meal by Ciena. The caravan would be in the distance, sitting to the side of the main dirt road of the village, a small horse drawn cart that looked like something a merchant might conduct. The men would be garbed with weapons, and various supplies and packs including rations among other things. A couple of men were standing on the sides of the cart with one male riding on the horse that was pulling the wheeled structure. Seeing Dae, the men would fall in line and prepare to head out. As they arrive amongst the men, Dae would turn to Ciena and ask if she would like to ride on the merchant cart. He makes the comment about her not looking as if she weighed much, so it should be able to accommodate her. Of course, he was trying to be a gentleman, since he didn’t know if a young lady should walk such a distance as the males. He would make the comment, “it will take the rest of the day to get to the base of the mountains. When we get there, we will set up camp and rest for the night before we continue to our destination.” It was just another testament of how high they were up. The cart would have the resources needed for camp and other items in it, but there would be enough room for two smaller sized people to sit.

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Dae would have one of the men make a space for Ciena and help her onto the cart if she were to accept the assistance. While Dae was around, the men would be on their best behavior when it came to Ciena. From there, he would move to the front and speak with the driver just before moving off. Toshiue would be standing among the men, but near the area where Ciena was as well. When she speaks to him and asks if he would like to sit with her, he could feel the grins of the other men who may have overheard the comment or were watching. In a neutral tone he would answer, “no thank you, Ciena; I will be walking with the rest of the men, but I will walk closely so that I can make sure you’re protected.” Though he liked Ciena, he still had his pride as the Little Prince of Kyrotoshi. He would definitely save that warm place on her lap for later.

Dae would give the order to move out and with that, the cart would begin to lurch forward over the cold dirt of the mountain village road. The climate was relatively mild, so aside from some decorative snow about the village, it seemed like a good window in which to travel.

The older gentleman would lead from the front and Toshie would walk alongside the cart which should hold Ciena if she were to stay in it as they exit the village and begin along the main mountain trail that would eventually lead to the mountain base. As they walked, Toshiue would be silent and thinking about his place among these men. It wasn’t common for him to get to go out like this with them due to his age; he would be eager to come of age and would reject anything that made him seem childish in the eyes of others. He would be focused on this with a look of determination on his face as he proceeds beside Ciena in his own little world.

Nature would surround them, with small snow bunnies leaving trails in the snow, the sound of birds sang out from time to time mixing with the steady creak of the cart’s wheels and the sound of the hoofed feet pulling the cart forth.

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The caravan continues on through the snowy terrain. Though Toshiue would be in his thoughts, the other men who were walking along with them would begin to speak to one another. The main topic of discussion seemed to be a relic artifact that one of them had found in the low lands. It was a booklet that contained the ancient text as well as pictures in multiple framed form. What would have been referred to as a ‘manga’ to the people of the past would currently be thought of as some type of historical reference of a battle long ago between a good guy with spiky black hair who had the ability to transform and change his hair into a gold color as well as emit an aura of strength as he battled against a petite white demon creature with a long tail and purple bulbs on top of his head, shoulders and torso, which had the ability to grow larger and bulkier as the fight went on. Non among the men would be able to read the booklet, but they discussed what may be going on by looking at the pictures regaling that the warriors of the past must have been very strong.

Overhearing the men, Toshiue would look towards Ciena and explain, “a lot of times we find things from the people of the past. Though we don’t know what some of the things are used for, they’re still interesting to look at. Have you ever been to the core?”

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“Oh,” Toshiue would say as he thought about it. He did like books, though they were rare due to the fact that they could easily degrade. He would comment, “We tend to find them from time to time. There were areas and ancient sites where some would be protected in a clear covering, or by other means, but the ones in the houses usually rot when you touch them.” He would look forwards once more, speaking, “we don’t travel to the core too much anymore as it’s gotten very dangerous there lately and swarming with demons. Out of all the land, it has the most relics. Some say it’s the heaven of the past realm. There are buildings and houses that touch the sky, roads made out of smooth black and gray earth, and all types of objects made out of armor and glass. It’s very different there. The ground isn’t even the same and there are barely any trees.”

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“Heh,” Toshiue would speak with a grin, “when I get stronger, I might be able to take you there. We stopped going there as a clan when things started to get bad. It got to the point where my father was the only one who could make it out alive. The demons there were weird; it seemed as if they were organized somehow. Normally when we come across demons, they’re kind of just feral or they act alone.” The boy admits, “I did want to learn to read the language of the ancients though… but for that I will need more picture books and for that I will need to get stronger so that I can go to the really good ruins.” A confident grin is on his face as he tells her, “you’ll have to get stronger too, so I won’t have to work too hard to protect you… or we can just always take my father….” In thinking about that, he tilts his head and then rethinks it. Kyrojin would probably just leave them as he ran off to look for the strongest opponent.

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Toshiue would point is nose diagonally into the air as he speaks in a prideful manner, “you’re one hundred years too early to be trying to be on the same level as your sensei.” Since he was the one teaching her stuff, he wanted to feel important in that aspect. Of course, a portion of this would be playful teasing as well. He had been keeping an eye on Ciena and her internal Ki and had been noticing that she was currently accelerating in her training much faster than he, who was a prodigy, had been able to do. He didn’t know what he current limit was, but he figured he would find out one day.

While this was going on, some of the other men would be watching Ciena from the side of the cart that would be behind her. As she leaned forwards, they would look at her ass and gin to one another, murmuring lustful notions before one of the men walking behind them would speak up and warn them to be careful of who hears them. “They say she’s the lords, so no other man can touch her…” he would whisper to the other men. Resentful frowns would form, but they wouldn’t speak any further on it for that moment.

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Toshiue smiles slightly at her words and speaks calmly, “that’s an interesting goal. Good luck with that, Ciena.” He wondered if such a thing was truly possible; being faster than his father. In his mind, his father was the bar in which everything was measured.

Time would continue to move on as would the caravan as it continued down the mountain side. The terrain would become less and less white and more green the closer they got to the low lands. They would descend from the height of the clouds to walk upon the land of the earth. As they reached the base of the mountain, evening would have already been in the process of settling its blanket over the sky. After reaching the bottom of the mountain, Dae would call to set up camp. The men would move about to begin making temporary shelters for the night. There were four tents in all, but day had ordered that Ciena would have her own tent to share with Toshiue much to the dismay of the men who had to share tents.

Toshiue would attempt to put the tent that he and Ciena would share, up by himself, and at the moment he was in the process of planting the stakes into the ground. In the center of the tents, a few of the men were making a fire along with other preparations for the night.

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The sound of the fire would crackle in the background with the sound of men talking and moving about. Sentries would be scouting the area to make sure all was clear and the night would be alive with the sound of chirping bugs and the smell of the low land meadows. While working on getting the stakes down, Toshiue would look up and oblige, “sure. You can unfold the tent and we can start to pitch it with these stakes I’m getting prepared.” Though it may make him look ‘weak’ in the eyes of the men around him to be doing this with the help of a woman, he did feel bad for rejecting her lap earlier. If it were another warrior woman of the clan, it would be fine, but Ciena gave a much more feminine and soft vibe than the other women who were actively training in the clan. It would be for that reason that she would be treated differently and even desired more so by the men there. She were a rare treat, though none would know of her growing potential yet, save for Kyrojin and Toshiue.

While pitching the tent, Toshiue would ask, “you didn’t have to do these types of things in Mare Maris, did you?”

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Listening to her, Toshiue would feel that there was something she was feeling when reminiscing about her homelands. He would just nod and speak, “ah, so that’s how it is…” He would finish up the first two stakes to the point where they could hook the two far corners of the tent in before driving completely into the ground. Toshiue would walk over and take the edges that Ciena had unfolded and pull an edge into each stake before going around and pulling the bottom portion of the tent taut with her. While getting the tent halfway up, Dae would approach and speak to Ciena, “I see he’s making you work…” There would be a soft smile with this teasing observation, but he would continue, “some of the men have requested a song if you would oblige us… and if you would like to assist with cooking the nightly stew, that would be more than appreciated.”

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Hearing the request, Toshiue would assure that he would make sure there were no sticks in the tents, or rocks beneath for that matter, since they would be sleeping on relatively thing beddings consisting of pretty much their clothes. Dae would simply be amused as he wasn’t opposed to the idea of keeping the men far away from the food. As she approached, the men wouldn’t have started yet; rather they would have gotten the ingredient that would be needed including vegetables, rabbit meat, fresh water, and spices among other items. A few men would be gathered sitting or standing by the fire with travel jugs of light ale portioned as part of their provisions, though the night guards and sentries would simply have water. Attention is gathered by Ciena with her question, and it would seem that some of the men were genuinely glad to hear a song from the Lord’s seashell. One of the men, an earnest man named John who also did carpentry when he wasn’t training speaks up, “do you know any songs of the sea? Being from the mountains, I have always been fascinated by it.” Another male thinks this to be a good idea, and coming to sit by the fire, Dae makes himself comfortable as he enables himself to relax among pleasant company.

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The men would give her attention as she sings and cooks; it was as if they had their own private angel there to boost their morale during the trip. As it would seem, she looked as if she had the potential to become popular with the men here. Little did they know where her rise to power would eventually place her. They would listen to her song as she cooked, eagerly awaiting dinner, while also requesting encore performances. The men would request song after song, allowing her to pick after the first one until she refused them. It would be a time of growing familiarity and comradely building between the men and Ciena. When the dinner was complete, they would all partake of whatever Ciena had managed to put together, and talk and laughter would fill the night are around the fire place. During dinner, the men would also request stories of past battles from Dae, to which he would oblige and tell the tales of him and Kyrojin and how they battled together in the past. When the food had been eaten, it would be time to head to head to bed. Dae would approach Ciena before going to his own tent to thank her for the food as well as the song, and would wish her a goodnight.

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Dae would smile, give a small gentlemen like bow before turning and moving away from Ciena. As she made her way back towards the tent, she would find Toshiue standing between two of the men who hadn’t been as active as the others during the campfire, but were in the mix none the less. Toshiue lowers a jug of light ale from his lips and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand as he coughs slightly. Chuckling lightly, one of the warriors laughs, “there you go boy. If it’s not burning, it’s not working.” He would pat the boy on the back in a rough manner as Toshiue attempts to keep a grin on his face to look tough. Looking up, they would notice Ciena’s approach. “Ah, welcome friend,” one of the men would greet, “we were bidding the young prince a good night.” Merrily the other male in attendance would offer forth a small flask like jug to Ciena and speak, “share a sip with us, our new clan sister.” The other male would raise his own jug, agreeing with this almost initiating type gesture as he would speak, “ah! Yes, you must; a toast to our new clan mate.” He would raise his jug with her if she were to accept the flask from his mate. “Well…” he would tease lightly, “she is a proper lady. I’m not sure if she could handle Hitoshian Ale!” This would be followed by laughter at his joke, but if she were to proceed with him, he would share in what would be basically the same as a shot with her.

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The men are all smiles. “That so?” one of them would say. The other would jut his thumb to his chest and admit, “we’re just made of stronger stuff, so stronger ale is needed.” By now, the camp was getting awkwardly quieter, so the men would simply nod toward Ciena and one of them would speak, “we won’t keep you, rest well sister.” There’s a grin on their faces as the lead male says this and then looks to Toshiue and speaks, “sleep tight, little prince.” Toshiue would give a nod and move towards the tent, stumbling just a bit. Turning around the men would mention something about him being a pup as they walk off towards the tent they would have to share. Toshiue would wobbly make his way into the tent and yawn admitting, “I’m very sleepy.” After all, they had a day filled with walking and he had just had booze; the boy was in for a good night’s rest regardless.

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The flask would be left with Ciena purposely for her to drink more from it if possible, though the one swig she took would be enough for the men’s purpose. After getting into the tent, Toshiue would comply with Ciena, and rubbing his eyes sleepily, he would go to her as she lays down with open arms for him. The boy would snuggle up against her and within a manner of moments he would be out like a light. As he drifts off into sleep, Ciena should also feel herself becoming very sleepy due to the tainted ale she had drunk of earlier. They had been watching her and devising this plan to be with her. From before this trip, before the time they watched her in the back of the wagon, or listened to her song and up until now, the desire to have what the lord coveted had only grown inside those two men. Their smiles had been deceitful and their intentions ill.

They would wait for Ciena to fall into a deep sleep and for the rest of the camp to fall asleep as well, before they made their move. As things would turn out, they would be the night sentry men to stand guard for the next four hours before they would awaken two other men to take over for the next shift. But for now, with the rest of the men trusting the night to these two particular men, they had free reign to make their move.

Removing their weapons and armor, as they made noise, they would enter into the tent where Ciena and Toshiue would be lying alone. Seeing the prince snuggled up with Ciena would cause a snicker that wouldn’t come close to waking up either of the two drugged sleepers. The men would pull the young prince away from Ciena and then one of them would pick her up and carry her out of the tent before tossing her over his shoulder and proceeding to walk away from the campsite with the other male in tow.

The scene would have Ciena awaken with only partial senses and motor skills as she is basically tossed onto her back in a meadow of tall grasses some unknown distance away from the camp site. She would still be the same amount of clothed as she had gone to bed, but the sound of the men untying their obi would be audible in the brisk night.

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“She’s a sharp one,” the first male would speak in a cynical voice. The other would simply explain, “don’t worry. This will all be over in a little while. Sure we might get in trouble for letting you get away, but this will be worth it.” In their mind it made total sense. She had come into the village as a slave, basically, so it wouldn’t be that much of a stretch of the imagination for her to runaway at the first chance she got. The men were thinking along the obvious lines of raping her, killing her and then hiding the body.

The second male would be positioned closer to the head of Ciena. He would crouch over her and grab her arms, holding them firmly over her head so that she could offer minimal resistance to his friend. They were sure of the drug, but they didn’t need nail markings and such giving their lie away when they reported that Ciena had run. As he pins her arms down, the other man straddles Ciena’s legs, holding them down as he admits, “I may have lied… we’ve got a couple hours, so this might not be that fast…”

The more vulnerable and incoherent Ciena seemed, the more careless they would be with her.

With that, he would grab her kimono with both hands and forcefully pull the flaps of her garments open, even ripping her undershirt if there, to reveal her breast to the dim moonlight of the night. If uncontested to this point, the male would lower his mouth and greedily place it upon what wasn’t his. The other male would just watch with a goofy grin on his face, liking what he saw.

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The man holding her down would chuckle at the hissing. The male helping himself to her breast would lift up with a trail of saliva stretching from his tongue as he lifts up. “I don’t think so,” he would say in a manner where he seemed to be satisfied with himself. Since he felt he had pretty good control over the situation and wanted to boast on how smart he and the other were, he would explain, “the boss may be mad that we allowed you to escape and he may even punish us… but I don’t think he’ll kill us.” The other one speaks, “he’ll probably kick us out of the village and make us look for you. I can live with that… we’ll just be mercenaries in the low lands until he forgets.” The first man raises up a bit, but still places a palm over her right breast as he speaks to the other male, “but she’s right… the lord is unpredictable. He might not care… and he also might kill us without thinking…” There would be an awkward silence where the men wonder if they truly thought this through. The second male would speak, “we could always say she went to use the restroom and was attacked by a wild animal… we could stage that…” The first male seemed frustrated. “Well,” he says, “we’ll think about that later… for now, let’s just enjoy this. We’ve gone too far already, so there’s no helping it….”

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Things seemed to be going according to plan with the men. They would be all grins and smiles to see her wafting about as if barely conscious. One looks up to the other and speaks, “she must have drunken more after she went in.” The other would agree as they would continue. The man mounting her would be working himself with full intentions of getting his first climax off to paint a portrait of the liquid moon onto her silky bosom. The other felt how limp her hand was against him and releases her hand, allowing it to fall to the ground in order to undo his clothing. Standing up, he begins to untie his obi and pull down his pants. The other man would be massaging her chest and continuing to pleasure himself, now panting as he worked upon his own length. “Yeah…” he coaxes, “I got it right here… it’s coming any moment now… any moment… ugh…. Yeah… almost there…”

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The man who was straddling Ciena as well as the man who was attempting to get himself out of his pants right above her was both thrown back by the unexpected and sudden force applied by her transformation. The force would have been about the same as if a man of their same strength had walked up to them and pushed them with all of his might (strong). The man who had been standing above her falls onto his back with his pants between his knees and ankles. The other man is in a similar situation, though when he landed on his back, he managed to hit a rock that had pretty much given him a concussion. He heard Ciena’s words, but things were foggy for him. He would look to her, trying to focus on her new form while murmuring, “…what the.” His hand would come to the back of his head and feel something warm. Bringing his hand back around to his face, he would see red and would suddenly be worried about a situation gone wrong. “Shit…” he would murmur knowing that he would need to move quickly to get the situation under control and tend to himself.

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The man looks up as she speaks, but isn’t given much time after her words before she is upon him. Normally, as a member of the Hitoshi clan, he would be able to parry a technique of this caliber, but given his circumstances, he isn’t able to clear his head to respond fast enough before the blade is already in his chest. The strike is a critical one, but the man clings to life as he grits his teeth and holds onto Ciena’s wrists which held the blade in his chest. “You… bitch…” he manages to get out as blood comes from the side of his mouth. He was buying time for him cohort to attack from behind. On that end, the frazzled clan member pulls his pants from his ankles to his waist, forgetting the obi and allowing his haori to stay open and reveal his chest in preparations of helping his friend.

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As the blade twists within the man’s chest, he coughs up blood and then falls limp onto his back on the ground. His body twitches a bit as he moves around weakly, obvious that life was beginning to escape his body. “Not… like this…” he would murmur in a weak voice. The other male who had gotten his pants up would look in horror as his friend is dispatched. Growling, his stance is set as Ciena’s giggle comes out. The male’s eyes glow as he watches the movements (Ringin, DEX1) of the speeding Ciena. Catching the feign, he would shift his body to the side and grab the wrist of the stabbing arm and pivot his body swiftly as he flings her up and away from him into the night air (Counter Toss, CND1, DMG1). He would not have expected her to be able to match his speed or bring him to the point where he would have to fight her seriously. How could someone like her possess any power close to what she currently had?

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