[ Kim Possible ] Afternoon Affair | By : vzon20011 Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female Views: 59467 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Alrighty, I finally got back into the swing of things. My brain didn"t want get back into this after last chapter. To many distractions! So here is some prattle that I came up with showing the Amazon Queen's side of the story. Sometimes it's hard to write even though the story direction is unfolded in your head.
This Story containes mostly talk.
The Queen of the Amazon tribe from the Amazon, looked down at Ann Possible menacingly. The red haired woman was forcibly prostrated before her into the soft beach sand. One of the Queen’s all female tribal warriors stood over her. Holding their foot into the small of Ann’s back. The neurosurgeon looked the worse for wear with her big floppy hat, loose white blouse, and flower sarong. She could have been on a tropical vacation if not for the dire situation.Up to this point. Andreana Lynn’s plan for revenge had been going well. The main part of it was for the Queen to defeat Kim possible, and take her head as a trophy. Since Kim had red hair, and was a young warrior. She should be brimming over with magical luck power.
The four shrunken red haired heads the Queen currently had hanging from her nude body by straps. Should be enough to help her gain the advantage. The Queen had the Shaman do some major pleasing rites to appease them. She had inherited the heads after becoming leader. Over time though, their magic tend to be sporadic. As the Queen could show from the large jagged scars over her body. There was even the bad luck of one of her own daughters trying to make a play for power. Thinking her mother was to weak to rule. A few scars, and a leather band that dug painfully into the Queen’s bicep were the sad reminders of the incident. Yes, It was better to gain a head by your own hand. So the magic stayed fully.
Ann was looking at the blonde male called Ron. Who was tied to the wooden wheel shape structure close by. Concern clearly showed on her pale beautiful face. Andreana Lynn had said that Kim Possible would be more than ready to fight to save him. Unexpectedly, to Andreana Lynn, and the Queen. Kim wasn’t at the private beach, but her mother was. The daughter was nowhere to be seen. The Queen was almost disappointed. Till the thought of her collecting an easy head occurred. Also, surely, if the daughter was a great brave warrior as Andreanna lynn described. Then she would come looking for revenge for both her mother, and her male mate.
As the Queen’s attention was upon Ron, and Ann. A scent in the air was picked up by her keen jungle sense of smell. The distinct scent of sex was coming from them. Then it dawned on the Queen suddenly. Could it be they are lovers! The Queen looked rapidly to each face. Then let out a “ OH MY GOD!” in her language.
Moving forward to pull the large sun hat off Ann Possible’s head. The Queen tossed it away letting the wind take it along. The red hair with it’s promise of luck magic shone brightly like any precious jewel in the dying afternoon sun. Ann turned her attention to the Queen. Saying something in English that the jungle woman didn’t understand. Intense blue eyes stare like the mesmerizing eyes of a jaguar.
“There is some warrior fight in her after all,” Thought the Queen pleased. A warrior spirit would make Ann’s luck magic stronger, but Just in case though. The Queen, and Shaman had a plan if her opponent was too weak. Sometimes you gotta work around the rules a bit. The tribal warrior above Ann ground her heel even more firmly into Ann’s back. Forcing her to prostrate deeper into the soft beach sand. The battle of wills was broken.
Commotion caused the Queen to look away from Ann to her left. Andreana Lynn was talking strongly to the old white tribal chieftain in English. He was in charge of the tribe that built the metal stadium around her, and the fighting ring with metal vines stretched around it. It was there that the Queen, and her challenger would face each other in hand to hand combat. That is according to what the Shaman understood after talking to Andreana lynn.
There would also be magical devices that would show this land’s major tribes everything. It would be this method that could show the Queen’s strength as a leader. While showing Kim’s humiliated defeat. This could possibly make the Queen have a goddess status to this land. As had Andeanna before Kim Possible ruined her. The Queen could see men walking around with magic boxes pointing at people. Up above on huge magic walls positioned around the stadium. Their images were shown like giants. The Queen deep down missed the large trees back in her rain forset home, but there was to much to gain by staying.
The chieftain yelled. Bringing the Queen’s attention back to him. The body guard dressed in black reached under his coat for a weapon. The Queen crouched into a defensive position pulling her knife. It was an old nicked steel blade that legends says came from the time of when the Europeans tried to conquer her land in the past, but failed. Quickly the Queen looked left, and right. She had the urge to melt into the cover of the rain forest for cover. The only problem was that there wasn’t a forest, and she was in the open. Surrounded by people who she assesses as enemies.
The man in black froze. Then slowly lifted his hand away from his holstered gun. The poisoned darts that were embed into it’s handle made the matter easy for him. The Queen’s warriors were quick enough to see the threat.
Andreana Lynn said something to him in English with a smirk. Everyone who understood it gasped in shock.
A soft hand slide over the Queen’s taunt right arm grasping her wrist. Staying her knife hand. Had anyone else have done this. They would have been dead in an instant, but the Queen knew it was the tribe’s shaman. The closest thing they had to a mother.
“Stop my Queen. The situation has been taken care of,” said the old Shaman.
“How dare he try pulling his weapon upon us! He must pay for this! I’ll not be satisfied untill he is a disgrace to his ancestors for not being able to have children!,” said the Queen looking at Dan the bodyguard.
“Remember my Queen why we’re here, and what Andreana told us. If we do as she suggested we’ll be out of this land with your prize without to much trouble,” said the Shaman.
The Queen looked at her shaman’s sincere face. Then at her former slave with a little uneasy feeling. She didn’t completely trust Andreanna. Who had instantly kowtowed down to clean the Queen’s feet with her tongue upon meeting. While most people would have shown some defiance. Which made it even more satisfying to break.
On a trading trip to the other villages. The Shaman seen one of Andreanna’s shows in a magic box. The blonde had great sway over everyone who seen her. She also seemed to have major magic by walking away from death defying stunts unharmed.
After the Shaman told the Queen about their captor. The Queen decided to keep Andrenna for a while as a trophy. Then consume her essence later to gain Andrenna’s powers. Maybe it was Adreanna Lynn’s glamour that kept her alive. As Each day the Queen thought less of killing Andreanna. Who acted curious, and eager to learn to ways of the tribe. The Queen allowed Andreanna to continue her foot worship, but that is all the Queen trusted her to do. She didn’t want a dagger in the back while asleep. Andreana was like the lizard that could change it’s skin. Over time was gone the blonde hair, and pale skin to be replaced with almost dark hair, and brown skin like the tribe.
Very well, the sooner we’re done with this land the better. I will deal with Andreana. As I should have done before.
The intense stand off between Dan, and the warriors was broken by a sharp command by the queen. Everyone turned to her. “ Queen say she is tired of waiting, and wants to begin,” said the tribal shaman translating.
“Begin what?” asked Ann as she was pulled up to her feet.
“The Queen is going to fight you. Though I wish it was your daughter Kim instead. This will be more dramatic, a high point of my return to show business. No more fake reality tv. From now on it’ll be the real deal! Plus a moral blow to Kim seeing her mother, and boyfriend perish!,” said Andreana Lynn smiling. She walked over to the wrestling ring that had been erected climbing in. Once at the center. The giant video screens of the makeshift stadium all showed her.
“ Ladies, and Gentlemen! Are you ready for some extreme excitement!,” began Andreana working up the crowd. The noisy crowd instantly started to hush at the appearance of a naked wild woman.
“ Fight!?, but I don’t want to fight!,” said Ann trying to pull away.
“ You don’t have a choice. The Queen wants your red hair for it’s luck, and magic,” said the shaman. She motioned her head with a nod. Some tribal women appeared next to Ann carrying wooden bowls with a black substance. The guards grabbed at Ann’s white blouse, and sarong pulling hard between them. Causing Ann’s body to be shift side to side. The thin material finally gave ripping off her.
To be continued.
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