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Black and White	By : DarkWolves Category: +A through F > Black and White Views: 1968 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 4- A Leap into the Unknown

Alex continued along the route, the Norse village and Sara at his back Alex continued along the trek that would ultimately lead him into the heart of enemy controlled territory. As he continued across the exposed mountain pass he could feel the cold bite of the sea air biting against the small patches of exposed skin not covered by his thick cloak. He clutched the material tighter to his skin in an attempt to keep the cold at bay and forced his valiant steed to lumber on.

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Eventually Alex came across his target. He dismounted his horse, staring with keen eyes to try and discern the fine detail of the target. He saw the flickering lights of lanterns, the elegant flag that fluttered high over the high walls of the guard post. He continued on foot, silently approaching his target with stealth created from years of training and experience.
The Norse guard ambled along the perimeter wall; the light of the fires cascaded out across the frozen terrain. This was one of the worst posts he had ever been assigned too. Being stuck out on an exposed wall overlooking dark frozen tundra out in the middle of nowhere as far away from any form of civilisation as possible.
The guard turned on his heel, preparing to step back along the length of the wall to continue his patrol. He was brought to an abrupt stop, noticing a dark figure standing in the shadows at the far end of the wall. Alex utilized his moments of stunned silence to close the gap between his opponent. The Norseman charged down the length of the wall towards him, Alex braced for the impact. But the impact was minor; far too weak overpower his strong balance. Alex turned sharply, finally realizing that it was not the guard’s intention to overpower him. The guard grasped one of the blazing torches clasped to the wall, charging for the large bowl of oil on the far side of the battlement. He planned to set it alight, alerting the main Norse army to the attack. From then Alex simply reacted on instinct.
Alex threw himself on the Norse guard, tackling him harshly to the ground, wrenching the torch from his hand. The Norseman rolled over to take a swing at Alex, the impact with blunted as Alex let fly with a flurry of powerful blows into the mans face, drenching his expression with dark red blood. The Norseman brought his knee up between Alex’s legs, pressing it swiftly into Alex’s chest as he recoiled from the shock, throwing him backwards.
The two of them separated they each clambered to their feet, ready to resume the engagement. The guard reached for his sword, a fatal mistake. Alex brought the palm of his hand under the targets chin, forcing him to stumble backwards. Alex drew his dagger from his belt, thrusting it into the exposed area of skin between the man’s armour plates. The guard let out a soft sigh as he took his final breath of life, collapsing to the floor silently in a heap.
Alex stood on the battlements, watching as the sparks of the torch flashed against the metallic base of the oil vat. The guard had come far too close to alerting the main Norse Army. He had been moments away from sealing Alex’s death. But he had stopped him; he had to have stopped him. Alex’s hands still soaked in the blood of the fallen guard he retrieved the torch still burning brightly, tearing down the Norse flag flying lazily on the battlements. He put the flag to the torch, waving the flaming material side to side, the signal for the army to advance.

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Another light flashed up within the village at the base mountain, signalling the Greek Armies advance towards the checkpoint. Alex watched as the Greek army approached, throwing open the gates to allow the platoons of swordsmen, archers and the occasional heavy Catapult to pass. Alex climbed down from the tower in time to meet General Sturnn, flanked on either side by his honour guard comprised of soldiers who, before the Aztec attack, had served as the Generals personal guard, and continued to serve their role even as the Greeks had been thrust into the historical trash bin of shattered empires.
“Well done lad, you really served us well capturing this checkpoint. Now we can move on to assaulting the Norse Capital unopposed” He reached out his hand. “Thank you”
Alex accepted it “It is an honour sir”
The handshake eventually broken Sturnn called for one of his attendants, eventually bringing forward a proud stallion, offering it to Alex. Alex mounted the fine beast. “Come. To the Norse Capital” And the convey continued its trek through the now open wound in the Norse defences, the battle for the Norseland had began.

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The Greek army surrounded the walls, encapsulating the town. The Norse and Greek creatures growled menacingly at eachother. As though they were polar opposites of the same animal, the Norse creature’s thin frame toped by the sharply piercing row of teeth within its pointed mouth. The Greek creature adorned with snow white fur with patches of adolescent gray, but its eyes still burning with the keen lust for battle as its counter part. Each stared intently at eachother, only kept at bay by the stern orders muttered by their masters. It was a stalemate, only broken by the actions of the Norse tribe leader. “We surrender” He said, a warm smile growing on his face.
“What you did to make it this far showed true military strategy far beyond the scope of me and my men. I now see you not as enemies to be fought, but more as allies who could only benefit us, far more than the brutal Aztec horde. So I call an alliance, in exchange for a lowering of arms we shall assist you in your quest to avenge your fallen brethren. From this day on, we are Sworn Brothers”
Sturnn accepted these terms. The gates flung open, Norse and Greek coming face to face for the first time. This would be the start of a powerful alliance.

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Night slowly fell on the land, coating the land in a dark shroud. Alex walked through the streets of the Norse town. He always expected to be walking through these streets as a conqueror; it was his surprise to find himself walking towards the Chieftains hut as an honoured guest. On each side of the street Greek soldiers sat around blazing camp fires, some fighting duels with Norse soldiers to demonstrate their fighting stances, others sitting around their fires, laughing and chugging great jugs of brew created by the Norse ‘Brothers’.
General Sturnn stepped out of the chieftain’s hut, greeting Alex as he approached. “I’ve spoken with the Norse chieftain” He reached into his cloak, retrieving a scroll tightly secured together with red ribbon. He handed it to Alex. “I believe this will serve us well”
Alex unfurled the scroll, skimming across the scroll, only taking in the basis of the words. He suddenly stopped sharply half ay down the page, peering up towards Sturnn, as if to confirm the documents authenticity. Sturnn nodded. “But it says...”
Sturnn reached out for the scroll. “I know”
Alex was dumbstruck. “Archers. Hongshi”
“Indeed. This report indicates that a squad of elite archers had managed to fight their way clear of our homeland after the Aztec attack. They are currently hiding out on a small island on the border of Japanese territory. Unfortunately the Japanese have aligned themselves with the Aztecs”
Alex still didn’t trust the printed word. “Are we sure this is accurate, this is a report from a Norse scout after all. Are you sure we can trust it?”
Sturnn thought about it for a moment. “They’re our allies now. The Aztecs know they’ve sided with us, and would be slow to forgive traitors. If we’re defeated, the Norse will have surrendered their salvation for nothing. Exchanging one death for another”
“I assume we plan to retrieve them sir?”
Joseph Sturnn nodded. “Indeed, we can’t leave any of our men behind.”
What came next was certainly the most surprising for Alex. “I want you to lead the attack”
Alex turned sharply, his expression asking if he had heard him correctly. “You heard right. I want you too take some of your men, locate the Archers, establish a base of operations and eventually drive the Japanese from the island”
Alex was still shocked “Why me sir? Why not you?”
“I’m needed here to finalise our alliance with the Norse, and we can’t risk losing the Archers to the Japanese. I need you Alex” He placed his hand on Alex’s shoulder. “I know I can trust you to handle this”
Alex nodded, accepting this immense responsibility. “I’ll take that island, General”
He clasped his hand tighter. “Thank you lad” He released his shoulder. “Gather up 2 platoons of your finest men and a group of civilians, a portal will appear to take you too your destination. Good luck, I’ll see you again in a few weeks.”

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Alex had done as instructed, assembling two platoons of his most experienced Swordsmen to follow him into the unknown, to willingly step into the very maws of death in the hope they would see the far side. But no matter how many times he jumped into the abyss, it never got any easier. He felt his insides being disassembled, rebuilding themselves molecule by molecule at the other end.
He eventually emerged a blinding light encapsulating him, as he felt a solid finally form underneath him. He opened his eyes, staring up into a clear blue sky above him. He rose up, his hands gripping into the loose grass, stepping onto his feet. He glanced around through glare stricken eyes, looking around for any other sign of the others. The townsfolk who’d followed him had all gather together at the base of the town centre, surrounded by the stacks of supplies they had brought with them to help start off the colonization process.
He also noticed his platoons of soldiers had made it through unharmed. He glanced across the open field, noticing another group approaching their position at high speed. “Incoming!” He called out, everyone leaping to their feet, ready to face this new threat. The Greek Wolf rising to its feet, growling loudly, ready too fight.
Most of them however softened their stances after noticing the approaching army were fellow Greeks, Alex however refused to waver. Not all enemies wore different emblems. The archers approached him, their leader stepping forward to address him. “Are you the Greek Archers we were sent to assist?”
The Archer Leader remained silent.
“General Sturnn sent us” Alex spoke.
“What’s your name?” The archer said sternly.
“Alex, Sergeant Alex” Alex answered.
“I’m Captain Torn, leader of the elite Dark Eyes Archers” He motioned towards his team. “These are my men, they report to me and only me” He stepped forward, his face mere inches from Alex’s “Sergeant” He pushed his way past Alex.
He stepped forward, addressing the civilians. “Attention civilians. I am Captain Torn, and I am taking command of this operation. You will now report to the Dark Eyes, and they report to me. Any requests for recourses, including its military, will go through me. This will stand until such time as a superior officer overrides my orders”
The civilians looked around dumbfounded, the sudden change in command structure unnerving them. “Report to the Dark Eyes for your assignments”. Torn stepped down from his position, walking past Alex.
“Wait a minute” Alex reached out to grab Torns arm, however Torn snapped around sharply, his eyes burning fiery with anger. Alex retrieved his sword, Torn reaching for his own. Behind them their soldiers mirrored their actions, Alex’s platoons brandishing swords, Torns Dark Eyes pulling the strings of their bows taut. Each side frozen in time, each ready to fight and die for their leader.
“General Sturnn put me as head of this group, to establish ourselves against the Japanese. By order of the General I’m in command.” He stared into the unwavering eyes of his opponent.
“I currently out rank you, Sergeant. And I expect you to uphold that rank.”
They still refused to stand down, each side ready too start an entire civil war because of the dispute between 2 men. Alex however saw the weakness of his own position, and sheathed his sword. “As you wish, Captain”

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The colonization effort began shortly after that. The catalyst of tension between the two Greek military leaders driving the townsfolk to build and establish themselves quickly, lest they incur the wrath of either of the forces dedicated ‘entirely’ to their protection. This sudden surge of development lead to the conversion of an open field into a sprawling town overflowing with Greek colonists and Japanese that had migrated to the city.
Alex overlooked their accomplishment, watching in silence as yet another jewel in the Greek Empire was formed in the fiery embers of construction. General Sturnn walked up next to him, watching the same sight before them. “I heard about your disagreement with the Captain”
“You put me in charge of this op; I was merely making Captain Torn aware of that point”
“You’re a rash lad. Cunning, quick, never one too back down from a fight” He glanced over at him. “But you need to know what fights you can win and what fights you can’t. I’m sure your father taught you that”
“I never knew my father. All I knew was he was a soldier, went to war. Never came back, left my mother to raise me”
Sturnn stiffened at Alex’s mention of his father. “I knew him” Alex’s head snapped around sharply, eager to indulge in new information on his father. “I served with him during the last Aztec invasion; he was one of our best fighters, fast, ruthless, intelligent, you remind me a lot of him”.
Alex had to ask “What happened too him?”
“The same as far too many of our fine young men, he was killed in action. We were tasked to kill a high Ranking Aztec General, we succeeded. But Luke never made it.”
Alex was struck down by this news, any hope he’d retained of seeing his father was shattered. “At least I know he died a hero”
Sturnn rose from the grass “I know you’ll live up too his name, my boy”
Sturnn stepped down the grassy bank towards his city. “Come on Joseph, we’ve got past their perimeter” He threw his palm against his forehead. A splitting headache rolling through him, painful memories from the past returning to him. A saw images crash through his mind, war, death, Luke.
The images left as swiftly as they had come, they had haunted him for years, and the memories would continue to trouble him.

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Alex walked through the darkened streets of the Greek city. He passed the exterior wall that acted as the shield against the advancing Japanese defenders. He looked up towards the battlements, Torn’s Dark Eyes watching out across the open plain that stretched out past the foreboding defence erected to keep the enemy at bay.
He continued deeper through the dark, winding streets of the vast Greek Metropolis. “Hey there soldier boy”
Alex turned sharply, watching into the dark corner the voice had emanated from.
The shadows began to stir, a light brown sandal stepped out from the darkness, swiftly followed by a long pale leg attached to a torso covered by a native blue dress. The girl finally emerged fully from the shadows, her bright red lips a mark contrast to the shadows she was being freed from.
“I am Fai” she spoke, her voice dancing to the tune of her lips. “And I assume you’re one of the Greek soldiers I’ve heard about” She smirked.
“Maybe” he remained firm, not willing to expose any weakness to this mystery confrontation.
“I’ve heard a lot about you and your kind” She stepped around him with graceful elegance, moving swiftly and silently. She dashed her finger tips across his toned side, his expression not surrendering a single aspect of his thoughts. “I know your reputation as a Greek”
Alex smirked. “And what might that be?”
“Tough, grizzled” She said innocently. “Well hung” A cheeky grin grew on her face, desperately holding back a laugh. “Perhaps you’d like to show me if the stories of your kind are true”
Alex didn’t let his features surrender any indication of what he was thinking. “I’m afraid that command has strict rules about fraternizing with the conquered women”
Fai smirked wildly “You’ve no where near conquered me yet”

Fai and Alex stepped together through the emptied streets of the Greek metropolis, finding their way to the central cultural hub of the entire city. The Tavern. Alex and Fai stepped past the groups of people flanking the doorway into the tavern. Other Greek soldiers acknowledged him as he stepped inside, raising their glasses with a roar. Alex glanced over at them, noticing that they too had managed to find an array of tail with them.
They stepped inside, collecting a glass of strongly brewed alcohol. They found themselves a table amongst the sea of other patrons. “Cheers” They clanked their glasses together, taking a deep swig as they looked out across the sea of dancing and singing patrons filling the room.

It would take at least a half a dozen drinks before Fai would finally tap into the necessary courage to say “Come on, let’s dance” She raised onto her feet, pulling a reluctant Alex with her. But he finally gave in, stepping into the middle of the packed room. Fai began moving her hips gracefully in time with the music. Alex joined her in sync, attempting to mimic her graceful movements, but his body was far more accustomed too the art of war than the art of the dance, as such he found it difficult to adapt.
Fai however was more than ready to assist. “Here” She successfully managed too round the back of him with lightening speed. He made no attempt to fight her off when she clasped her hands around her hips. “You need to let yourself become swept up by the music, don’t think about or impede it. Just go with it” She shook his hips lightly, directing him as the music went.
The band positioned at the far side of the tavern, the ones providing the added jazz too the evening that was only surpassed by the harshest of boozes, took notice of the dancing couple in the centre of the bar, slowing the gentle song too allow for a far more romantic moment to unfold.
Alex took Fai’s hand in his, this time leading her through the motions, dictating every movement as she took it. Alex brought her closer to him, softening her composure with each delicate note.
Fai and Alex slowly meshed into a single entity, the music flowing through their minds, soothing their souls and dampening their movements. At this moment, he felt he was in a moment of pure, uncontained bliss.

The music eventually came to a close, the few drunks thrown out on their asses before they decided it was time for a refill. Alex carried Fai, supporting her on his shoulder, through the emptied city streets.
“Come on” He hefted her higher on his shoulder. “I’ll take you back too my place” She slipped slightly, but Alex was prepared to catch her. “At least until your back on your feet” She didn’t reply, but simply held him tighter too her chest.

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Alex threw open the door to his Villa, opening the room to the cold bite of the air beyond. They hurried inside, stumbling on the doorstep in their semi-drunken state. Alex loosened his hold on Fai, resting his weight on his right shoulder enough too free up his movement enough to free up his movement enough so as too allow him to shut the door behind him.
This however proved costly, Fai’s weight against his shoulder suddenly increased, her unrelenting force pulling him down. He juggled the two conflicting forces with the best of his ability, managing to secure the doorway before she was finally forced to succumb to gravities unrelenting pull. He collapsed on top of her, dragging them down with their combined weight.
Fai landed lightly on the sleeping mat beneath her, Alex avoiding crushing her by holding out his arms too steady himself. Fai smirked seeing his vulnerability she grabbed hold of the fabric of his collar, pulling him down with surprising forcefulness.
When he fell she was ready too meet him with puckered lips and a heaving chest. Their lips locked in a wet, sloppy embrace, Fai’s inquisitive tongue snaking its way deep into his waiting mouth. Alex tasted the strong essence of the tongue they had drank hanging strongly on her lips.
The embrace finally ended, their eyes meeting as they simply stared contently at eachother, never moving and never wavering.
“Let’s keep going” Fai’s words were slurred and disoriented, almost as if she were having to force the words past her shaking lips. But overall her desires were clear and Alex was more than happy to oblige her.
“Alright” Alex smirked, pulling Fai closer too his chiselled chest, reaching around to tickles Fai’s tense back muscles. She sighed lightly, her mind becoming awash with lustful thoughts and desires. Alex helped her in making some of the delectable thoughts become a reality for the both of them. He broke the fragile pink bow that held the tense fabric of her dress in place. He snaked the thin line around her waist, pulling the silky material free, causing the remaining components too loosen around her sleek, feminine form.
The dark blue material seemed to flow from her shoulders, revealing her cream coloured flesh restrained by a simple light blue fabric of a bra. Together they threw the garment into dark parts unknown, not allowing it to distract them any longer. Fai proceeded to put the both of them on equal ground, forcing Alex to relinquish his loose fitting shirt before they could continue.
Alex was ready and prepared to ravage her as soon as that barrier was removed, clawing with beastly lust at any patch of exposed skin he could find. Alex managed to hook his talon like fingers beneath the material of the strap holding her silken bra in place.
The material unravelled, freeing the mould of her breasts to his fast paced touch as he scoured freely across her bare flesh. Fai could feel her strength being sapped by his mere embrace, but while her physical strength was gone her mental state was intensified and energised to levels she had never experienced before.
Her mind wished she could embrace him as he embraced her, but her body refused to comply with her, so she was forced to lay back and enjoy Alex’s administrations as she washed his wet tongue across her pert nipple while tending to the other with his free hand. He planted his mouth over her breast, shielding the nub from the harsh light that beamed from the flickering torches around the room.
He suddenly nipped the delicate nub clamped tightly between his lips. A shock of charge coursed through her, Fai could barely keep her physical self under control.
Alex utilized this sudden vulnerability to remove the last article of clothing that blighted his advance and stopped them both from reaching the apex of pleasure that they both dearly hounded after for so long. He discarded the last remainder of her dark blue dress, throwing the annoying distraction to pleasure to the wind.
He fast removed his own dark brown pants, there by exposing both their naked bodies to the warm glow of the torches fluttering against the stonework walls. Fai recomposed herself soon enough to feel Alex’s extremely long member punch through her delicate lips, smouldering Fai’s inner fires with the tightly bounded furnace that her puckered lips kept contained within her.
Alex was unrelenting as he laid waste to her, opening her drenched lips far further than any of her previous partners had ever succeeded in. She threw her hands across his back, pulling him ever closer to her and allowing his penis to puncture even deeper inside of her. Fai’s claw like fingers gripped into the tough muscle of his back, firmly cementing her hold over him.
They each called out a delectable coo of pleasure as their voices intertwined into a deliciously warm cocktail that burned away at Fai’s inners, doubling the intensity of the pleasure they were each radiating into eachother. Alex collapsed on top of her, each desperate wheeze and gasp for air they each elicited demonstrating the profound effect they each had on eachother.
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