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Zhang Liao continued to sharpen his spear as Guan Yu and Xu Huang talked beside him. He couldn’t stop thinking about what they had been told last night. Cao Cao had calmly entered the room and announced that Xiahou Dun had taken Ling as his wife in a private ceremony. It had stunned nearly everyone. He knew it was coming, but for it to be so private made him wonder. What worried him the most was the rumors he was hearing about the man. He frowned as Zhang Fei and Liu Bei began arguing over Diao Chan. The poor woman just sat on the ground, a battered shell of the beauty she once was. At least she was accustomed to this…abuse. What about Ling? She had always been safe under the protection of her father. Sure she got slapped every now and then, but what kid didn’t? He looked to Guan Yu who was shaking his head.
“Those two are going to tear each other up over her.” Yu frowned.
“At least she’s better off than Lu Bu’s girl.” Huang shrugged as he looked away from the confrontation.
“What do you mean?” Liao asked.
“Dun’s a bit violent. If that girl keeps talking the way she had, he’s going to smack the shit out of her.” Huang informed him.
“Well, she’s used to reprimands….” Liao began to say then saw the sorry look in the man’s eyes.
“Liao…” Huang dig his toe in the dirt wondering how to break the news to the man. “Uh…he’s wanted for murder in Youzhou for killing a woman who talked down to him. She was the wife of the governor and she said something….well anyhow he just pounded the life out of her.”
“What?” Liao went pale. How the hell could he have advised her to marry him? What had he done?
“Both of these girls should have been given merciful deaths.” Guan Yu stood up. “Perhaps I can help one of them.”
“Oh, don’t get involved.” Huang warned.
“I have no choice. I can’t have her tear our brotherhood apart.”
“What the hell do you want with her!” Zhang Fei hollered at Liu Bei.
“I don’t understand how you can be so horrible to her Fei. I don’t care if you’ve been drinking.” Bei answered
“You want her for yourself? Huh? Just because you don’t have a wife right now that means you think you’re entitled to all of her right?”
“Yide, you’re drunk. I’m not discussing this with you until you’re sober again. However I won’t let you take her with you, you’ve done her enough harm.”
As the men continued to argue Chan looked up at Guan Yu who had his Blue Moon Dragon and looked down at her sadly. “Do it please. You are an honorable man, please let me join him.”
“I hope you will be happy.” He nodded and raised his weapon.
“I will be with you soon Fengxian.” She smiled and bowed her head. She smiled softly thinking about meeting her love as the blade detached her head from her body.
Zhang Fei and Liu Bei looked over at Guan Yu, startled. Yu stepped away from the dead woman and looked to them “Now there is nothing that will tear us apart.”
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Xiahou Dun heard the rooster crow and slowly opened his eyes. The odd thing was his left eye wasn’t opening, so still groggy; he tried to use his left hand to rub it. Oddly his left arm didn’t move either, it felt as it something was laying on it. Annoyed he swiped his eye with his right hand only to smack the empty socket with his knuckle and inflict pain upon himself. Startled he tried to sit up, but that heavy thing prevented that as well. Now incredibly pissed off with the dream, he looked down at the obstacle…..a girl? That was enough to force him awake and he quickly remembered the past few days events. First he had lost an eye…then he got married. Slowly he allowed himself to look over his young wife, who was nestled up against the left side of his body with her arm draped over his chest. Last night had been one of the most interesting experiences of his life, but that didn’t surprise him. Everyone knew of her father’s libido, he fucked every woman in a ten mile radius of Chang An when he was younger, so he took a wild guess she had inherited that from him as well. It was a very accurate guess. If Lu Bu could have only seen his baby girl on top of him last night……she defiantly wanted to learn. “Wake up.”
Lu Ling Qi fidgeted slightly and readjusted her position. Why did her pillow feel so damned warm? A voice, very close and very gruff, accosted her thoughts.
“Lazy little bitch, get off me.”
Ling opened her eyes as soon as her pillow began to move and the bed got grabby. She was somewhat surprised to see that her pillow was a man and grabby bed was none other than his left hand. “Huh?”
“Time to get up.” Dun flipped her off of him and swung his legs over the side of the bed. So this is married life.
Ling shifted uncomfortable, she was sore. She was never sore….oh. She grunted and rolled off the bed in the opposite direction of her husband. The early morning sunlight filtered through the window to shine a spotlight on the remains of her virginity on the stained bed sheets. Two reminders of the previous night’s events. Then again, she had absolutely no reason to complain. She had enjoyed herself and he had been kind despite being an ass and teasing her about her inexperience. After the initial bout of insults they had settled into an understanding: He knew and she wanted to learn. Declaring a trace had mutual benefits and they quickly put aside their differences. “Let me look at your eye.”
“If you let the other one stare at your tits.”
Ling laughed. He was abrasive and she couldn’t help but like it. All this time she had been admonished for talking the way she did, now she had by chance stumbled upon the one person that cursed more than she. It was a nice distraction from reality and she appreciated it. Putting the thoughts to the back of her head she grabbed the small bowl of water and washcloth from last night and walked over to him. His long ebony hair was tussled and had some crusted blood chips in it. “Why is it bleeding again?”
“I have a tendency
to forget I don’t have it in the mornings.
You know, thirty years of it being there, two days missing.” He
muttered sardonically
“Lay down.” She knelt on the bed and waited for him. “You just want to be difficult don’t you?”
“I don’t need…” He grumbled as she scooted over next to him and dabbed at his face. “Damnit! You know I can’t see you when you do that!”
“That’s the idea.” She smiled and turned his face toward hers. “We need to find some ointment for this.”
“Fine.”
“You want to wash this shit out of your hair?” She asked as she picked a crumble of the scab out of his hair.
“It’s probably from the cuts you gave me.” Dun looked over at his clothes hanging on a chair. They seemed so damned far away. He sat on the side of the bed and watched the blood clot chips hit the floor as she picked them out. “We’re leaving today. Anything you want to take with you?”
“I don’t have anything anymore. It’s all been given away to the victorious officers.” She said bitterly as she glanced at the bloodstain on the sheets beside her. As she began to comb through his hair, the thoughts crossed her mind on how odd it was that she seemed alright with him. He had the chance to be horribly cruel to her last night, but instead he ridiculed her and walked her through it. She couldn’t be upset about the ridicules either; she would have done the same thing if their roles were reversed. “What do you really want with me?”
“Fight alongside me during the day, fuck me at night. That’s all you need to do.”
“I can
accept that.” She let his hair fall from her fingers and jumped out of
the bed
to brush through her own. Yes,
especially if it gets me closer to your
cousin.
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“Feel better?” Yuan asked slyly as his brother sat down next him with his breakfast.
“Better than any gift you ever gave me.” Dun pushed his sibling with a grin.
Cao Cao looked over at his favorite cousin and sincerely hoped he would recover from his wound. Yuan already had shown extreme concern at his inability to defend himself on his blind side. It would take time, but that was something they didn’t have. He hated to think of what it would do to Dun if he forced him to general from his horse, behind his lines. Then he directed his attention to his newest family member who was returning with a plate of food. Dun forced Xu Huang to move over so that his wife would be able to sit down next to him, something that shocked the stoic warrior. So she made it through the night…..and without a scratch. How odd. “Good morning Lady Lu.” Cao smiled
“Good morning, Lord Cao.” She replied and stopped as Zhang Fei stumbled past her.
“They just let everyone eat with us, don’t they?” Fei snorted, semi-drunk. “Hopefully you had as good a time as Diao Chan did last night.”
“I wouldn’t be too worried about Chan; she’s quite capable of pretending to enjoy her time under an obnoxious inebriated asshole.” Ling shifted her wait and leered at the man.
“Funny she told me I was much better than your daddy.”
Zhang Liao sat at the long banquet table and watched as Ling’s blood began to boil. He knew from the way she was standing. So she would finally snap, and Zhang Fei was her victim. He looked to Xiahou Dun who had remarkably come in content with an unharmed and proud Ling behind him when they had all assembled for breakfast. The man now sat watching his new wife pick a fight with the large man, to the unknowing observer a very uneven battle. Maybe the man really did like her….maybe there was a chance she wouldn’t end up dead by his hand. He could only hope.
“I find that hard to believe.” She rolled her eyes,”You’d never be able to match my father in anything. Especially when the only women you’ve had have had four legs.”
“Well I’m not a charred hull of a human being hanging by butcher hooks off the front gate.” Fei sprayed spit at her. “But then again Little Chan isn’t doing very much anymore either. Unless someone took her headless body and made off with it.”
“But you are a worthless drunken prick who couldn’t hold his own against my father even with the help of his two brothers. I doubt you’d fare any better against me.”
“You ought to watch your mouth bitch; your cycloptic husband can’t do very much to protect you. He can’t even parry anymore.” Fei watched Dun’s head snap up and the outraged man begin to get out of his seat.
Ling turned to the table and dropped her plate, then slammed her fist into Fei’s rosy face. “I’ll show you my strength. I will have your inebriated ass on the ground begging for my forgiveness. Fight me if you are so damned sure of yourself.”
“With pleasure.” Fei spit out some blood and growled. The girl had some power behind that punch, this would be an interesting duel. He handed his plate to Guan Yu and took his spear out of the corner. He looked back to the infuriated woman in the center of the room. “What, no weapon?”
“I’ll have to ask for a loaner.” She turned back to her new lord. “My lord, if I could request a weapon. I’d like to teach this boasting booze sponge a lesson, for the honor of my husband and my father.”
“What would you like?” Cao looked at her. No wonder Dun liked her so much; she was as bad as him.
“It makes no difference to me.” She looked over her shoulder. “Better make it a sword. I’d hate to make him cry by defeating him with his own weapon class.”
Dun was still standing and thought about offering her Kirin Fang, but it was a difficult weapon to wield and he was afraid it would be too much for her to handle. He looked up to see Cao hand her the Wrath of Heaven. It was the first time anyone other than the swordsmith or Cao had handled the weapon, and he was truly speechless.
“Use mine then.” Cao handed her the sword that had taken her father’s head.
Liao’s eyes grew wide. How the hell could Cao Cao be so stupid? He looked at the man’s steady gaze into Ling’s eyes. He was daring her to try and kill him with his own sword. He was a hell of a lot more percept than Liao had initially given him credit for. Please Ling, don’t throw your life away like this.
“You’re going to need a hell of a lot more than that, sweetie!” Fei spat. “I can take on a thousand men with no problem.”
“Then we’ll make it more interesting.” She smiled and bowed to Liu Bei. “May I also borrow your sword sir? Since you don’t have the strength to keep your general in line, I’ll use your weapon to do it.”
Liu Bei stared at her and reluctantly handed her the Gold Moon Dragon. He watched as she took the two swords and easily spun them in her delicate hands, as if she’d been using them her entire life. Then he saw the same glint of fury that he saw in Lu Bu’s eyes when he fought him, it was almost as if she was possessed by the great warrior.
Liao let his shoulders fall. By god she was going to do it. She was going to try and kill both of them and only he and Cao Cao saw it, or at least believed she could do it. He stared at Ling and for a second she glanced at him. NO! He wanted to scream at her, but instead she turned back to Zhang Fei.
Ling expertly whipped the two incredible swords through the air and then crossed them in front of her. She bowed to Fei, “Shall we?”
Fei cocked an eyebrow. “Yeah, bring it.”
“With pleasure.” She immediately took the offensive and Fei was forced to block against the twin swords. Ling slid across the floor as he brought his Serpent Spear up to toss her away. She leaned back on her right leg and held the Gold Moon Dragon out in her left hand while bringing the Wrath of Heaven above her head in her right hand. She stared the big man now with unwavering eyes.
Fei was still struggling with his hangover, but he suspected she’d still be a handful if he was completely sober. She had to be equally handicapped by using two unfamiliar blades…and such large and heavy ones at that. Why did it seem like she was really comfortable with them then? He narrowed his eyes and lunged at her and batted at the sword in her left hand hoping to spin into her and twist his spear around and lock up both weapons, it was exactly what she wanted him to do.
Ling quickly spun to her right, shielding herself against Fei’s attack with the Wrath of Heaven and whipping the Gold Moon Dragon around to attack him in his weakened state. He narrowly escaped having his gut split open.
Fei wiped a bit of sweat off his brow and looked at her. Where the hell had she learned how to use a pair of swords like that? He ran at her, it was an embarrassment to not have the woman subdued already. He faked a blow to the right and struck out at her left leg, trying to juggle her. Instead she met him with his brother’s sword and used Cao’s weapon to lock up his spear. With a twist of her weapons she pinned he spear to the ground and high kicked him in the head, dropping him to he knees.
“I win.”
She jumped back and spun the weapons in her hands, tossed them in the
air and
grabbed them by the blades, without doing any damage to her hands. She turned back to the owners of the weapons
and grinned. It would be so easy to take
both their lives with their own weapons, but something Liao had said
suddenly
struck her. You have to understand that a
war is about to break out and we need a strong leader to keep
Dun smiled as his new wife humiliated Zhang Fei, it served him right. She sauntered back around the table and sat down next to him, pulling her breakfast plate over to her. Everyone in the room gave him the same stunned, but jealous, look. So this was married life.
Liao breathed a sigh of relief. That was close….what the hell made her change her mind?
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Cao Cao watched Dun tighten the girth of his saddle and then turned back to Xiahou Yuan. “He seems….happy.”
“I think they’re cute together.” Yuan snickered.
“I didn’t expect her to take to him…”
“Suspicious?” Yuan asked.
“Mmm…” Cao watched Ling walk across the courtyard to her husband’s side. It was obvious that she was uncomfortable without her weapon; he could see it in the way she walked. He also saw her desire to cleave his head off with his own sword. But she hadn’t, why was that?
“What are you thinking?” Yuan asked never really understanding his cousin’s thoughtful blank stare.
“I wonder how well she’ll handle seeing her daddy hanging from the gate.”
“Hey Mengde?” Yuan said quietly. “If he really likes her….maybe we can help them out a bit.”
“Miaocai, even I do not possess the diplomatic ability to meddle in your brother’s love life.”
“But…” Yuan watched as Ling helped tie a bedroll on the back of Dun’s saddle. “He’s never had a love life before. He’s bound to screw it up.”
“And I thought Dun was the one with brain damage.” Cao shook his head and turned to his new horse, Firestorm.