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Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 7

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Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 7
Marion defeats Cecilia; but at what cost?

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As Cecilia’s army got underway the next morning, Marion had her scouts

constantly watching. They watched every step that Cecilia’s army took and
gently encouraging them to go in the way that they wanted them to go. Finally,
all the scouts broke away and rode hard ahead of Cecilia’s army. They
disappeared around a corner in the road with elements of Cecilia’s army hard on
their heels. As Cecilia’s army rounded the corner, there was the entirety of
Marion’s army blocking the road only three hundred paces ahead

Kleist was actually a bit impressed that Marion would bring her army out to

play. He was further impressed once he studied the enemy lines. Everyone was in
uniform and they were in very good order. What was confusing him is why they
were still there with his army coming onto the field and coming into order.

As the enemy army came onto the field, Marion couldn’t help but fell a bit

nervous. She had faced thousands of men before but since they had fought from
ambush, nobody in Marion’s group could see all the enemy at one time. Now they
could and Marion found it nerve-racking. Furthermore, she could see that many
of her troops were nervous too. She knew that she had to act fast or her army
might start to break before the battle had even begun. It was time for Marion
to do what only Marion could do.

She spurred her horse into motion as she, her personal flag bearer, and a

bugler rode out alone to a spot in front of the army. She had ordered her
bodyguard to stay behind and actually had to threaten Gabriel with
insubordination charges to get her to stay. As Marion rode out a great cheer
went up through the army. Marion then pulled her sword out and drove it into
the ground in front of her army. To them the message was clear. Win or die.
Retreat wasn’t an option. Behind her Cecilia’s army was forming up but Marion
ignored them for a minute. Speaking to her army:

“Men! Woman! Citizens! You all come from different backgrounds and from

different villages. You all have been brought together by one thing; Cecilia’s
tyrannical rule. This is not about the ruler of these lands, your homes. This
is about protecting everything that you hold dear to you. Your children, your
wives, your husbands, your elders. While I am not sure of who will win today, I
am sure of what will happen to your families and your lives if we lose and
every one of you know too. You have the training, you have the weapons, you
have the courage to win a glorious victory here today. The rest is easy!”
Marion reached down and grabbed her sword from the ground and holding it up
high above her head yelled “Victory Or Death!”

Her army erupted in cheer. Within seconds they were chanting “Marion!

Marion! Marion!” Marion rode from one end of her lines to the other. Soldiers
took their helmets off and put them on top of their bayonets as Marion passed.
The noise was like none that had been heard sense the Romans.

Cecilia sitting on her horse on the other side of the field was dumbfounded.

Three horsemen had ridden out in front of Marion’s army. Shortly later that
army erupted in cheer. One of the figures drove their sword into the ground.
Shortly later the army erupted again. This time Cecilia could make out the
words. They were chanting “Marion.” The three figures they rode from one end to
the other. Cecilia was getting the feeling that the figure that had drove their
sword into the ground was none other than her little sister. General Kleist was
next to her and she heard him give a snort of derision. He turned to his
orderlies.

“Order all units to advance.” Then turning to Cecilia,

“You have nothing to worry about. We will kill them all in an hour or so.”

“I hope you are...” That was as far as she got before smoke and thunder

erupted from the enemy lines.

Chapter 31.

As Marion reached the far end, she turned to her bugler.

“Send the order to the artillery. Commence firing.” The bugler blew the

order and her artillery opened up with a mighty roar. She had ten guns on the
field with her today. They were all 12 pound cannons that Luke had been working
at frantically for the last month to get done. He had got the bronze for them
from old church bells. Now they were in battle for the first time and they were
under Luke’s direct command. Marion rode back to where her guards were still
at. By the time she had got back, Luke’s guns had reloaded and were firing
again. Luke was using solid shot with bagged powder. As Marion looked back
toward the now approaching enemy, she saw the second volley hit just behind the
enemy ranks. Seeing the look on Marion’s face, Gabriel told her:

“The first rounds went way over their heads.” Marion nodded and turned to

one of her messengers.

“Tell the fucking idiots that if they miss again, they will all be hung.”

“Yes ma’am” and she rode off.

“You’re being a bit harsh with your husband aren’t you dearie? After all

those are smooth bore guns and this is a new experience for everyone here.
Nobody other than Luke has ever heard of technology like this before.” asked
Gabriel of Marion. Marion just gave her a hard look. Gabriel might be her
girlfriend and her husband, Luke, in command of the artillery but Marion had
resigned from the human race and found that she was rapidly becoming a
commander and started developing a commander’s point of view of things. Her
worries were now for her front-line troops and what would happen to them if the
artillery didn’t bleed the enemy bad enough before they got within range.

The third volley was on target and hit just in front of the enemy ranks.

Since the ground was still solid, this is just what Luke was looking for.
Grazing shots, he had called them in the pre-battle briefing. He had explained
that with solid shot; you want to hit just in front of the enemy ranks while
getting the round to bounce off the ground. This way the round would go through
the enemy ranks and kill or wound a dozen or more men at a time. Marion watched
as the approaching army had great holes put in it, but they kept coming. When
they were within 150 meters Marion ordered the artillery to switch to caster
shot. It was time to get serious. When the enemy was only 75 meters away,
Marion ordered the infantry to open fire.

The noise was horrendous; the sound of almost one thousand rifles firing at

once. Furthermore, the infantry was firing as fast as they could work the bolts
and shove another round in. Luke had designed a single shot rifle for the
infantry that was based on the French Chassepot rifle from the Franco-Prussian
war. The only person to have a repeating rifle on the field that day was
Gabriel. Luke had decided not to make anymore of her rifle because the
ammunition was very hard to make without the machinery and he had enough other stuff
to make first.

Eventually he would reequip the entire army with repeating rifles, but he

had other things to make first. In the glimpses that Marion could get, she
could see that the enemy lines were getting very ragged. The amount of smoke
that was produced was by all the rifles firing was so bad that Marion was
having a very hard time seeing. A couple of times Gabriel had to grab her
horse’s reins to keep Marion from wondering off to find out what was happening.
By the time that the enemy had got to within 20 meters of her front lines only
a hundred or so remained.

Marion ordered a general advance across the whole line and within minutes it

was all over. The remaining men surrendered as soon as they saw Marion’s troops
charging them. The whole battle had only lasted about fifteen minutes from
first shot to last. Marion had given strict orders to not kill prisoners and
anyone caught killing a prisoner would get executed by firing squad so the men
surrendering were not harmed.
Chapter 32.

What followed was one of the worst things that Marion had ever seen. The

rifles had done their jobs well. Luke had designed to be chambered in .58
caliber and they certainly packed a punch. Marion saw some men who didn’t even
have heads left. Others had holes the size of her fist in their backs, were the
rounds had went through them. One of the things that Marion had set up before
hand was a system to get the wounded off the field and into the hospital
quickly. Alice would be busy today and probably for the next week. Marion
ordered most of her troops to help the wounded and pile the dead up for burial.
She detected fifty of her men to guard the prisoners while they dug a mass
grave for the dead. Marion sent most of her cavalry and Pollyanna’s engineers
to head toward York and rebuild all the bridges that they had destroyed to slow
down Cecilia’s army. By the time that Marion’s army got to them, the bridges
would be rebuilt.

Now that Marion had the immediate concerns done; she had some personal

business to take care of; she just had to find Cecilia. Marion walked through
where the enemy lines had been and had to do her best to not vomit. There was
more blood and guts on the ground then Marion had ever seen and that included
in a butcher. It took Marion a while but she eventually found Cecilia. She was
on her back and was missing one of her legs and Marion could see that she was
in shock. The leg had been taken off just below the knee so Cecilia actually
had a decent chance as long as she didn’t bleed to death. Marion took off her
belt and wrapped it around Cecilia’s stump to slow down the blood loss.
Although Cecilia had sworn to have Marion killed and keep Luke as her personal
fuck toy; Marion just couldn’t stand by while her sister bled to death. Cecilia
could barely open her eyes but Marion’s actions did register.

“I see that you are still a weak bitch.”

“Aye, love you too Cecilia.”

“Get your hands off me; you cunt!”

“Shut up Cecilia for I am no longer the weak sister that you tormented. I am

now a mother to a beautiful girl and I have an amazing husband. Not only that
but I just crushed your army and you are now My prisoner.”

Marion tightened up the belt and yelled for a stretcher. As the stretcher

came, Cecilia was still cursing at Marion but Marion didn’t care. She just
couldn’t watch her sister die. As Marion turned around, Luke was standing
there, watching quietly.

“What the fuck do you want Luke?”

Luke started toward her.

“Get the fuck away from me! Don’t ever touch me again! If you do try to ever

touch me again; I will kill you!” growled Marion. She was pissed but had no
idea why and didn’t care. Luke looked like he had been gut-punched while being
ran over. He turned and did his best to choke off the tears that Marion caused
when she stabbed him. As he walked over to the artillery, he could see some of
them celebrating.

“Hey!” he boomed “Get your fucking asses in gear, Now. I want these cannons

facing York’s walls by sunrise tomorrow.”

“But sir...” protested one of the officers “That wasn’t the plan.”

“Plans change. Get your fucking ass in gear now before I see if I can kick

it through York’s walls.” The officer turned white. As big as Luke was, nobody
in their right mind would ever cross him. The officer recovered soon enough and
turned yelling orders as he went. The troops began hitching up the horses and
hooking up the guns.

“Luke?” He spun around and Gabriel was standing there with a worried look.

“Are you and Marion good?”

“That’s none of your God-damned fucking business, Colonel” Luke turned on

his heel and continued to push his artillery to get moving. Gabriel was
dumbfounded. Yes, she did hold the rank of Colonel in Marion’s army but Luke
had never been formal with her before. Furthermore, he usually tried to avoid
blasphemy; not because he cared or even gave a fuck but out of respect for the
locals. After Luke out of hearing range, Gabriel called over a nearby Captain
that commanded one of the two companies of the elite infantry.

“Captain, get your troops ready to move out. You will be escorting Luke’s

guns to York and he is getting ready to leave now.”

“Yes ma’am” and he was off. Gabriel had a reputation in the army as a very

powerful and smart woman and when she gave an order, you obeyed. Gabriel was
worried for Marion and Luke. She didn’t know what had set Marion off and
Gabriel suspected that she didn’t know herself, but Gabriel could see the pain
in Luke’s eyes. As Gabriel stood there, trying to figure things out; Marion
came up behind her.

“What the fuck are you standing around for?!? There’s still plenty of work

to do.” When Gabriel looked, she was struck by the look in Marion’s eyes.
Instead of the loving, caring woman that Gabriel was use to; there was
unbridled rage. Gabriel had never seen this look on Marion’s face, but figured
that now wasn’t the time to argue so Gabriel saluted and went to help with the
casualties.

In the hospital area, Alice was the one was to be obeyed. Her first rule was

that when someone came in the uniform came off and that person was treated just
as that, a person. Their place in line was dictated by the severity of their
injury and not which army they belonged to or if they were noble or common
birth. Her official rank was Colonel but she would ream anyone who called her
that. She was a doctor first and foremost. Almost as soon as the shooting
stopped, her work began. By now she was a fairly competent doctor and knew what
to do in most cases. If not then she knew enough to guess her way through it.
Before the battle she had made sure that everyone in her unit was well rested
and that they had plenty of straight alcohol on hand. They used it to sterilize
their hands and tools, and boiled horse hair or catgut for sutures.

Alice was the one who got to work on Cecilia when she came in. Alice cleaned

the rest of her stump up and pulled a piece of shrapnel out of her shoulder.
Alice wished that she could give her patients something for their pain, but
Luke hadn’t had time to develop something yet. As pissed as Alice was about her
patient’s suffering, she did understand. Luke was beyond incredibly busy with
the needs of making arms for the army and machines to make those arms. He had
also been busy with training new metal workers and training the army. After
all, if their army hadn’t won then Alice’s efforts wouldn’t have mattered.

Thankfully she understood this all too well. Cecilia was still fighting with

everyone and shouting insults at anyone that she could see. When she tried
insulting Alice, Alice just ignored her. Cecilia couldn’t hurt anyone for she
had been strapped down to the stretcher and had her clothes cut off so that
Alice could see what she was doing. Once Alice was done, she sowed Cecilia up
and sent her to the recovery area while Alice got ready for the next patient.

Pollyanna was dragging ass for she had been up the whole night before and

hadn’t been able to get much sleep. Now she was with her engineers working on
rebuilding bridges so the army could pass. She used some of her escort to help
cut down trees and move the logs while the rest kept watch. Every so often she
would switch them out so that the first group could get some rest while the
second group did some work. The men grumbled about having to do work but
Pollyanna didn’t really care and they knew it.

The complaining was never anything serious for everyone respected Pollyanna

and liked her as well. She was usually easy going but would crack down hard if
someone got out of line. It also helped that her husband Matt served under her
and Pollyanna wouldn’t hesitate to lend a hand when help was needed.
Pollyanna’s plans though were thrown for a loop when Luke showed with his guns.
Fortunately, she had just finished the first bridge, but it was the easiest of
the four that she had to rebuild.

“Luke, what the hell? You weren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow

afternoon.” When he looked at her, she was stuck by the pain in his eyes.

“Plans change Pollyanna.”

“What changed?” asked Pollyanna almost desperately. But Luke didn’t answer.

He just led his guns across the bridge, paused just enough for his escort, and
continued toward York. Pollyanna then kicked herself into high gear as her unit
was gathering up their tools and getting ready to move out.

Back on the battlefield, the dead had been buried and the prisoners were

under guard. Marion left half of the remaining infantry to guard the prisoners
and Alice while she took the remaining cavalry and infantry and started her
march on York. She knew that Luke had already left and she was furious with
him. Why had he risked the guns like that? The plan had been to wait a day so
that the engineers could get the bridges rebuilt, then the whole army would
leave together. She now had to fight to not only catch up with her artillery
but to catch up with her husband. Although she refused to let it show, she was deeply
worried about Luke.

“Gabriel” asked Marion “Do you have any idea why Luke took off like that?”

“No, I don’t but I might have a theory.” Marion looked at her and Gabriel

explained “I talked to him just before he left and the pain in his eyes was
almost unbearable. I think that it might have had something to do with the way
that you reamed him right after you found Cecilia.”

Marion gasped at this revolution. She was about to offer a rebuke but the

look from Gabriel killed it before Marion could get it out. She had been
extremely rude toward Luke while all he wanted to do was to comfort his
distraught wife.

“Gabriel, I need to you do me a favor please. Take a squad of cavalry and

catch up with Luke. Make sure that he is safe and that he doesn’t do anything
reckless. I know that I have no right to ask this, but Please; can you do that
for me? I couldn’t stand to lose him for he means everything to me”

“Just make sure that when you see him again that you not only tell him but

show him what he means to you Marion. You hurt him very bad.” With this Gabriel
was off.

Marion’s world was spinning around her. Yes, she had won the battle

decisively but her sister was at death’s door. Worse still was the way that she
had let her emotions overwhelm her when Luke had just been trying to offer her
a little bit of comfort. After all, Luke had been in battles before while this
was Marion’s first real battle. Sure, she had been in plenty of skirmishes
before but a skirmish is just a skirmish, a battle is a battle, and a war is a
war as her Luke would often say. He would then usually go on how various
politicians and generals throughout his history had confused them and ended up
losing everything.

She was now beginning to realize that she didn’t push him away, she shoved.

Not only that but she had stabbed him. She wouldn’t blame him if he left her
but she would never forgive herself. She would rather have died then have to
live with herself if she drove Luke off.

Chapter 33.

Luke was driving his guns and crews very hard. When he came to one of the

destroyed bridges, he would lead the guns to the nearest ford and continue. If
they couldn’t get to the ford then he would use every trooper he had to rebuild
the bridge so that it was just good enough. Let the engineers finish it. He
needed them to be just good enough to get his guns across. Whenever someone
would ask why he was pushing so hard, he would just give them one of his famous
looks. That was always enough and by the time they had crossed the second
stream, none of them bothered to ask anymore. Through the night he drove
everyone hard. He wasn’t afraid to grab an axe and help cut trees either. By
sunrise the next day, Luke had his guns positioned about 500 meters from York’s
strongest gate. Luke knew that his guns would be easily able to reduce the
fortifications for he had modelled them after the 1858 Napoleon smoothbore. The
first thing he did though was to send his aid-de-camp, Captain Trent, up to the
walls under a flag of truce to demand the city surrender immediately.

Cecilia had left the city under the command of her most trusted and loyal

subordinate, Anthony of Essex. She knew that the city would be in good hands
until she got back. A couple of days after Cecilia had left, one of his
soldiers woke him up right after sunrise. Anthony was pissed to put it mildly
for he had been up late the night before working over a new batch of cunts and
he was exhausted. The soldier told him that someone at the main gate had a
message for him. So, Anthony lazily got up and dressed. The bastard had woken
him up so he could wait.

When Anthony looked out over the wall, he saw a single man on horseback. The

man had strange green clothes on and an even stranger helmet.

“Whatever you want, make it quick” Anthony snapped. He was from one of the

wealthiest families in Essex and knew how to look down his nose at anyone below
him and that was almost everyone. Whoever this man was; was either very stupid
or had a spin of steel for he didn’t as so much twitch from Anthony’s tone.

“I am here as a representative of Marion of York. She demands that you

immediately open the city gates and bring your men out unarmed. If you follow
her orders then none of you will be harmed. If you refuse then she will be
forced to order the city walls flattened. She will then move on your works with
infantry and kill every last one of you.”

Anthony was now beyond pissed. After all who was this rebel bitch to tell

him what to do.

“You can go back and tell that rebel bitch that if anyone is to be

surrendering it will be her surrendering to me. She had better hurry up to for
Cecilia’s army will crush her!”

“Cecilia’s army has already been crushed by Marion. This is your last chance

to save the innocent lives of the people or York and surrender.”

“If the cunt Marion won then I am Julius Caesar! Now get the fuck out of

here before I put an arrow between your eyes.”

Trent turned and rode back to Luke’s position.

“The commander is being stubborn sir.”

“Figured as much” said Luke. He told his color bearer to uncase the colors

and Marion’s flag was unfurled. Turning he yelled to his guns “Fire!”

All ten of his guns fired at once and Luke had just got his field glasses up

in time to see the first volley drive into York’s ancient walls. Luke then
turned to watch his crews work their guns. He felt a spike of pride to watch
the crews that he had labored so hard to train, go through the firing routine
like a fine Swiss watch. Within minutes the second volley was on its way and
the first parts of York’s walls started coming down. Those walls had never been
designed to handle gunfire and especially not the kind of fire that Luke’s guns
could deliver. Within an hour, the walls facing them had been flattened and
Luke had shifted his gunner’s aim toward some of the more distant walls.

As the gunners were shifting their fire, Luke was finalizing plans with his

infantry commander when he heard horses behind him. He pulled out his Sig while
the troops around him raised their guns and pointed toward the sound. The
horses came around the corner and Luke could see that it was none other than
Gabriel. She was leading a whole column for she had Pollyanna’s engineers with
her.

Seeing who it was, everyone snapped to attention, just like Luke had drilled

into them. Luke snapped to attention as well, just like his troops had and
saluted Gabriel; she returned it.

“Report please” Gabriel said while looking Luke right in the eye.

“The garrison commander refused to surrender so we were forced to fire on

the walls. We have been firing for the last hour and now we are preparing to
assault the city.”

“Carry on ladies and gentlemen. From now on through, everyone reports to

me.”

Luke turned to watch the infantry from up behind the guns. He knew that he

was going to hate himself for the next series of orders that were going to be
given but the city still hadn’t surrendered. He had seen firsthand just how
dirty unban fighting was and was in no hurry to relive it, but duty still
remained.

“Cease fire” Luke yelled to his gunners. They ceased firing as quickly as

they had started for, he had trained them very well. Turning to Gabriel

“Permission to begin the assault ma’am”

“Granted.” As Luke was turning Gabriel continued speaking “Luke where are

you going? You are not leading the assault.” When Luke turned toward her, she
was stuck by the hard look on his face.

“With all due respect Colonel ma’am, but fuck off. You damn well know that

there’s nobody more qualified. Also don’t bother trying to send cavalry in for
if we end in a fight, they will be slaughtered in the tight city streets.”

Luke turned again and headed off on his horse with his saber in hand.

Gabriel was too stunned to even try to stop him. She watched as he rode up to a
position in front of the troops and waved them forward with his saber. It was
really a beautiful sight to behold, Gabriel had to admit to herself. Every one
of the soldiers were stepping in order with guns partly raised and fixed
bayonets reflecting the mid-morning sun. Marion’s flag was waving gracefully
above them as they moved forward and the musicians that had accompanied Luke
were playing Rule Britannia. Gabriel watched as Luke’s infantry approached the
ruined walls of York and she wondered if she would ever see him again.
Moreover, she worried about what would happen to Marion if Luke happened to get
killed.

Marion had been driving her troops hard, but she had to stop for the night.

Luke had almost a half a day head start on the rest of the army and he had far
fewer troops to move. Plus, he instinctively knew how to handle troops and
Marion was still learning. Her army bedded down in one of the burned-out
villages, but Marion couldn’t sleep one bit. She was worried about everything.
She worried that her sister would die on her. She was worried about her troops
and what she was going to do. She was worried that Gabriel would run into an
ambush while chasing after Luke. Most of all, she was worried about Luke. She
had verbally stabbed her loving husband and then he had taken all the artillery
off and headed toward York almost alone.

A messenger from Pollyanna had reported that Luke had passed them just as

they had finished the first bridge. Marion could only guess at what he would do
when he got to York and she only hoped that the guns would be able to convince
the garrison to surrender before Luke could launch an assault. If he survived
then she didn’t know what she would do for she had caused him to go rogue but
she couldn’t just overlook his going off on his own.

The next morning, as soon as it was light enough to see their hands in front

of their faces, Marion woke her troops. It would be just a cold breakfast this
morning for she wanted to be moving again before the sun rose. They did have a
few small problems with getting going that fast and while they were minor, they
delayed their departure by almost a half an hour. Finally, they were on the
move again. Marion was pushing them hard, almost too hard, but she didn’t care
at that moment. All she wanted to do was to get to York before her husband
could have a chance to launch an assault. Through their intelligence, Marion
knew that while Cecilia had left a skeleton force to guard York; they were her
elite troops and were extremely loyal to her. Marion knew that Luke knew that
to and she wondered if that was part of the reason that he had done what he had
done. That way he could soften up the defenses so that Marion either wouldn’t
have to assault York or would just have to mop up.

After marching for a couple of hours Marion’s forces could hear the big guns

firing and Marion was relieved. If the guns were firing then Luke couldn’t
assault the city. Her heart sank through a few minutes later when the guns
stopped. That meant that Luke was ready to attack or hopefully the city had
surrendered, but she doubted this. He had stressed over and over again that the
infantry had to be ready to attack as soon as the artillery had stopped firing.

He was concerned that if they let the defenders catch their wits after the

artillery barrage, then they would fortify the rubble and then they would have
to fight even harder because rubble was easier to defend then regular
buildings. What scared Marion the most was that she knew that Luke knew from
personal experience what he was talking about. The only good thing was that all
the bridges that they had come to had been rebuilt so Pollyanna had been able
to add her troops to Luke’s.

As they continued their march the only sound was that of the birds. It

continued with way until they were almost to York. What Marion heard then
almost caused her to pass out for she heard lots of rifle fire and some
grenades. That meant that some of Luke’s troops were tangled up fighting in the
city. Marion double-timed her troops and they rushed toward the gunfire. Just
before they cleared the last of the woods, they came on their artillery. They
were guarding the guns and far more horses than they should have had.

“Gabriel ordered the cavalry to dismount and follow her into the city to

support Luke ma’am” said one of the artillery women who were guarding the guns.
All the artillery personal were there because they were the ones that were the
hardest to train because everyone of their skills had to be taught to them with
no previous foundation like what the infantry and cavalry had. Marion now
ordered her cavalry to dismount immediately and join with the infantry to
follow her into the fight.

In the city, the defenders were putting up one hell of a fight. They had

managed to fortify an area further into the city from where Luke’s guns had
pounded. As Luke’s soldiers hit this fortified area, they quickly got bogged
down. The fighting was house to house and in some cases room to room.
Casualties were heavy on both sides but Luke’s troops eventually got the upper
hand through their superior firepower. The scales were tipped even further when
Gabriel’s dismounted cavalry joined the fray. As soon as Luke saw Gabriel, he
started protesting

“Luke shut the fuck up. This is my fight too and I’ll be fucking damned if I

let you get yourself killed.”

Together they pushed through the city. As they got closer to the castle,

they picked up speed in their advance. Gabriel and Pollyanna were excited, but
Luke was getting more suspicious. He expected that the resistance to get worse
but it was like the enemy was giving up. When they reached the castle gates,
Luke put away his saber and got a satchel charge. There was nobody that he
trusted enough to do this yet for they only had one chance. Luke lit the slow
burn fuse, and he had thirty seconds to place the charge and get the fuck out
of there.

As he charged in, hidden archers started firing at him. He managed to avoid

most of the arrows by moving very fast but a couple managed to find their
marks. He managed to plant the charge right against the door and limp back into
cover before the charge went off. The doors were blown off their hinges and the
way was now open for Marion’s troops.

Gabriel led the charge through the now open doors and immediately was glad

that she had a pair of six shot revolvers. She shot through both of them and
pulled her saber. She hacked left and right. Everywhere she swung, she sliced
an enemy combatant. None of them could even get close to her for she was a
one-woman killing machine. Her troops flooded through the castle, killing
everyone who resisted. It took the best part of an hour before the castle was
cleared.

Chapter 34.

By the time that Marion had caught up with Gabriel, everything was over.

Gabriel was literally covered with blood and had lost part of her pinky on her
right hand. When Marion found her, Gabriel was administering first aid to a
wounded trooper. Marion couldn’t believe the carnage that was before her. The
floors and parts of the walls were coated in blood. She had thought that the
battlefield that she had just been on the day before was bad; this was far, far
worse. When Gabriel noticed Marion standing there, she came to attention and
saluted and so did the troops around her.

Marion was both impressed and disturbed. Impressed because the simple

civilians that had been starving and desperate when they joined her a few
months before had now been turned into a disciplined army that was now capable
of defeating professional armies. She was disturbed because she feared that
after today, she might not even know the new Gabriel, or the new Pollyanna, or
the new Alice, or the new Luke. ‘Wait’ she thought

“Luke! Oh my God! Gabriel where’s Luke? Please tell me that you know where

he’s at!”

“Fuck! The last time I saw him, he had just planted the satchel charge that

destroyed the castle gates. It looked like he had several arrow wounds too for
he was limping badly.”

Marion wanted to do nothing more than to run off to find Luke, but she was

needed here too. A large number of her soldiers were dead or wounded. To make
matter worse, there was also a number of wounded enemy soldiers to take into
consideration as well. For the next fifteen minutes Marion was giving one order
right after another, but only about half of her mind was on the task at hand
while the rest of it was worried about Luke.

Finally, Pollyanna walked up to her. She had several light wounds but

nothing too serious.

“Marion, go find Luke. We can handle things from here.” When Marion looked

at Gabriel, she nodded. Marion was out the door like lightening. She just had
to find Luke. She knew that he wasn’t in the castle but he had made it to the
gate. With the wounds that Gabriel described Luke having, he must have taken
cover in a very sheltered spot near the gate to protect himself from the blast.

“Luke! Luke! Where Are You, Luke?” she screamed. Around her several houses

were beginning to burn. Several others had been turned into rubble by the blast
from the satchel charge and the grenades that some of her troops carried. She
quickly ordered some of her nearby soldiers to start firing the fires for if
they got out of control then the whole city and everyone inside it, including
them, would burn. Marion was frantic as she looked through the nearby rubble.
Her hands had been cut up with her clawing at the rubble but she couldn’t slow
down. In truth she never even felt her hands and wouldn’t realize how bad she
had hurt her hands until later. She looked and looked but couldn’t find a trace
of him anywhere. She did manage to pull several of other soldiers out of the
rubble and administer first aid to them until a medic had got there.

Finally, after searching for what seemed like hours, Marion saw a familiar

boot buried in the rubble. She knew that it had to be Luke’s for she had never
known someone with bigger feet.

“Luke!” she cried “Hold on and I’ll get you out of there. Someone, Anyone

Help! God, please help me! Luke don’t you dare die on me!”

Several of her soldiers hearing her cry came running up and began to help

remove the rubble. Luke and Marion were very popular in the army for they were
both fair and honest. They were down to earth, and would go out of their way to
help their soldiers. On numerous occasions in the past, they had given up their
bed while on campaign for a sick or hurt soldier. In many ways, they were more
than the commander and founders of the army. They were everyone’s mom and dad.

Slowly they uncovered more of Luke and things didn’t look good. Both of his

legs were bloody from arrow wounds. So many arrows had hit him that several had
found weak points in his armor. As more rubble was removed, Marion really began
to fear the worst for he still hadn’t moved. They found another arrow wound in
his side and one of his arms was trapped by more rubble. Several of the
soldiers grabbed hold and lifted the piece off of him. It was obvious that his
arm was broken.

One might wonder why Luke had taken such risk, just to blow up a door. Well,

as long as Cecilia’s troops held the castle, they could rain down arrows and
other projectiles on Marion’s troops. Worse, they could launch firebombs over
the castle walls and light the city on fire.

So Luke, being a marine combat engineer in what he thought of as his

previous life, fell back on his training and charged into the breach to blow
the doors and let Marion’s troops in. He made sure that he did this because one
he knew exactly what to do and two, he was one of the few I the army that wore
good enough armor that he might be able to get to the door. Charging in, he
fully expected to not live long enough to ever see Marion again. He would have
liked to have seen her one last time, to hold her and apologize for angering
her.

Finally, Luke’s head was uncovered. Marion was right there and she gently

moved his head so she could look at his face. ‘Wait did his eyes twitch?’ She
thought. Hope swelled in her heart for she knew just how tough Luke was.

Chapter 35.

Marion starts her life as a ruler.

Luke had just planted his explosive when he felt the first arrow find its

way through his armor and hit his leg, but he had no time to think about it for
the explosive would be going off in fifteen seconds. He made sure that it was
planted right and turned to run. That’s when he felt the second hit. This one
was serious for it was in his abdomen. Before he could get out, he was hit once
more in his leg. He fought through the pain to make sure that he was out of
there in time. He ran out and dove into the open door of a nearby building. As
he was passing through the door the charge went off.

Normally he should have been far enough away to be safe, but where he took

cover at was right in line with the entryway and the thick stone of the castle
wall directed part of the blast back at him. The blast was powerful enough to
shake the stone of the building loose. Before long Luke had been pinned under a
large piece of rubble. Slowly more rubble came down and Luke admitted to
himself that he wasn’t going to make it through the day. He was pinned and
bleeding. He couldn’t even reach his wounds to bind them so instead of
struggling he decided to send the rest of his life thinking about his beautiful
wife and adorable child. He prayed that he had taught enough people enough; so
that Marion could led them to a much better future.

Slowly he felt his life drain out of him. He was becoming delirious. He had

to be for he could hear Marion calling for him and she sounded frantic and
panicked. ‘That can’t be her’ he thought. Marion had been so pissed at him the
last time he saw her that she cursed him out and ordered him not to touch her
ever again. He began to see more light reaching his eyes and he finished
preparing himself to finally leave this cruel world. He felt himself getting
lighter and he was amazed by the sensation for it felt like he was being lifted
up to heaven, but he had to admit that he would much more likely end up in
hell.

‘Oh well, I am a devil dog after all’ and he smiled weakly at that thought.

He felt a pair of warm, soft hands on his face and heard Marion’s voice again.
As his face turned toward the light, he fought to open his eyes. There was an
angel looking down at him with a warm smile on her face and tears streaming
down her face. It had to be an angel for she was beautiful, timeless, and had a
halo.

It was Luke’s eyes that had moved for Marion could now see the blue of his

eyes. Those eyes that she loved so much; more than land, or power, or money. He
was alive but barely. She wanted to do nothing more then pull him out of there
and take him to bed, but the medical training that Luke had pounded into her
head ever since they met; stopped her. She knew that he might have a broken
back or other injuries. One of her men found part of a door that they could
slip under Luke to lift him out. As they lifted Luke’s massive body out Marion
knew that he most likely would die for nobody survived those kinds of injuries.

As she was holding his hand, she felt it go slack. She was finding that it

was increasingly hard to hide her tears and so when she saw one of the men that
had helped her get Luke out of the rubble break down in tears, Marion could no
longer hold it back. She cried and cried. She didn’t care who saw her and
didn’t know for how long she cried. She didn’t even know when she finally
stopped, but the next conscious thought that she recognized was that she was
back in her old room in the castle. She was still in her uniform and still had
Luke’s blood on her.

As she swung her feet off the bed, she realized that she felt like shit, she

was thirsty, hungry, her hands were killing her, and she was worried about
Mackenzie. By now she had admitted to herself that she wouldn’t see Luke until
she made it to heaven. She stumbled to the door and opened it. The two guards
by the door came to attention and presented arms. She saluted and asked them:

“Where Gabriel was at?”

“She was in the great hall the last time I saw her ma’am”

“Okay” as Marion began to walk that way another thought came to her. “One

more thing, what day is it?”

“10 March ma’am”

“I was out for three days?”

“Yes ma’am. The Colonel gave orders that you were not to be disturbed unless

your life was at risk ma’am”

“I see. Thank you”

With that Marion was off the find Gabriel. Every soldier she passed came to

attention and saluted her with military precision. As annoying as it was Marion
was starting to feel a growing pride in her army. They were becoming
professionals and had now won two battles against forces of superior numbers.
Question was could that trend continue with Luke gone. When Marion got to the
great hall, Gabriel wasn’t there, but one of Marion’s female bodyguards was. The
guard snapped to attention. Marion actually heard the guards boot heels
clicking together. The guard was as stiff as a board, her tits pointed straight
forward and her dirty blond hair in a French braid that was barely visible
under her helmet.

“Do you know where Gabriel is at?”

“Yes ma’am. The Colonel just stepped out to get some news. I believe she is

probably still in the telegraph room ma’am”

“Telegraph room?”

“Yes ma’am. It’s in the small room through that door other there with the

two guards on it.”

Marion turned to see Gabriel coming through the door. Her uniform was clean

and crisp. Her steps were even and she carried herself with pride. Gabriel
hadn’t seen Marion because she was busy giving orders to a courier. As soon as
Gabriel sighted Marion, she stopped, snapped to attention, and saluted. Marion
returned the salute and walked up to Gabriel.

“Come Gabriel, we need to talk.” They walked into a small room nearby and

closed the door.

“So, what all has been going on the last three days?”

“I gave orders to bring the prisoners, from the first battle, to town right

after the battle here ended. I figured that they would be much easier to guard
here plus we need as much manpower as we can get our hands on so we can get the
large number of chores done. I also requested that Alice send every person that
she could spare but instead she brought the entire unit. Pollyanna came through
the battle without a scratch so she has gone out with a strong escort to map
the rest of your lands. We found Cecilia’s treasure hoard and I have been using
it to pay the civilians in town to help clean up the town and clean away
rubble. I also have been looking into installing plumbing into the castle and
eventually through the entire town.”

“What about causalities?”

“Not as bad as it could have been. So far, we suffered eighty dead and a

further one hundred wounded. Almost all of them came during the storming of the
town. I think that it would have been far worse if we hadn’t gotten here so
quickly. So far, we have counted twenty-three hundred dead or wounded out of
Cecilia’s army and the rest are prisoners. Seems to be that most of the ones
taken prisoner were ones that she had forced into the army. Speaking of her,
Alice told me a little while ago that she expected Cecilia to recover.”

“Can you send word that my daughter is to stay where she is at. I don’t want

to risk her health by bringing her to this filth hole until we can get sewers
installed. Next, set up watch post on our borders for I suspect that the other
local nobles will be wanting to take away everything we have won. Then we need
to see to the army’s refit and they will of course need some rest, for I expect
to be attacked within a week or so.”

“Yes ma’am”

“Gabriel, you’re my lover. There’s no need to call me anything other than

Marion when we are alone or with our close friends.” Gabriel gave Marion a warm
smile and a quick hug.

“I suspect that you’re right about the surrounding nobles attacking us,

Marion. I do know that several of them have had representatives here over the
last couple of days asking about you. They remind me of vultures. You know what
has truly surprised me, Marion?”

“No, what?”

“That you haven’t asked about Luke yet.”

“Why should I concern myself with the dead?”

“Oh Marion, my darling, you need to follow me, and as your lover I order you

to follow me so I can show you something.” Marion smiled and giggled as she
followed Gabriel. As they walked, Marion’s eyes were pulled down to Gabriel’s
swinging hips Marion was sure that she was exaggerating her hip swing on
purpose. Marion checked to make sure that they were alone before she reached
down and grabbed a handful of Gabriel’s ass. Gabriel jumped and giggled for
Marion had quickly pinned her to the wall. Their lips quickly interlocked as
they moaned into each other’s mouths. Gabriel was able to break off, she still
had to show Marion something. Taking Marion’s hand Gabriel told her:

“Come on you naughty girl. I really do have something that you need to see.”

“Yes, you do” purred Marion as she rubbed Gabriel’s mound.

“Want am I going to do with you?” laughed Gabriel. “I know. You deserve to

have your hot, bare ass spanked!”

“You promise?” asked Marion with a hopeful look on her face. After seeing

Gabriel’s ass swinging in front of her had reminded Marion that she hadn’t had
a good lay in almost two weeks and that was after she had gotten used to
getting fucked several times a day. She just hoped that Gabriel could keep up
with her.

“Come on Marion.” Marion and Gabriel walked down the hall, hand in hand.

Marion was confused when they stopped in front of the old infirmary.

“It took Alice commanding almost a hundred workers a day and a half to clean

these rooms to her standards when she got here.” Gabriel said as they were
acknowledged by the guard and let in.

Inside Marion was amazed at how clean the room was. Not only that but there

was bed after bed all down the length of the room. Each one had someone lying
in it and each one had a chart at the foot of the bed facing the isle. Not only
that but each bed had clean sheets on them.

“There’s beds for one hundred in here and they have round-the-clock care

from two nurses and a doctor.” Explained Gabriel. “The person you need to meet
though is through here.”

Marion followed Gabriel through several rooms of wounded men and woman.

Finally, they came to a door. Gabriel flashed Marion a smile as she opened the
door and stepped through. When Marion stepped through, she froze. She noticed
in passing that she was in an old storage room that had been cleaned, but that
wasn’t what had her attention. There in front of her was a single bed with a
very large person laying on it and resting comfortably.

“No! No! It Can’t Be!” Marion cried “I Felt Him Die! Gabriel if this is a

joke, I swear to God that I will fucking kill you with my bare hands!” screamed
Marion.

“No joke my dear. Luke survived. What you felt was just him passing out.

Alice guesses that it was from pain or blood loss. He will be confined to a bed
for at least a month and will be weak for a while afterwards but Alice is
confident that he will recover.”

Marion collapsed to the floor and sobbed. She cried harder than she had ever

cried before, because she was so happy. Even when she had gotten married, she
wasn’t this happy. Gabriel helped her up and into a chair that was next to
Luke’s bed. Once Gabriel was sure that Marion was okay; she quietly left the
room and made sure that the door was shut.

Marion sat quietly next to the man that she loved more than anything. The

man that had saved her life numerous times before and had given her something
that she had never had before, hope. Hope in the present, hope in the future,
and hope for her people. As she sat there, unconsciously grabbed Luke’s hand
and held it tight. She could feel his heart beat and his warmth. She didn’t
know how long she sat there but she did remember a nurse coming and going a few
times to check on Luke. Eventually, Alice came in. She was wearing her uniform
of course, but over it she wore a white overcoat. She looked just what she was,
a military doctor. Alice gently patted a sleeping Marion on the shoulder and
she stirred. Marion’s eyes were bloodshot from her crying and her constant
dozing off.

“Come on Marion. You need to get some real sleep.”

“No! I can’t leave him again.” Alice gave her a warm but tired smile.

“Marion. Look at me. Look into my eyes” Marion turned to look into Alice’s

bright green eyes “I promise that he will be here when you return. His vitals
are good and there’s no signs of infection so far. He might develop an
infection later, but for now he needs rest and so do you. Oh, before I forget,
your sister has been asking for you.”

“Where’s she at?”

“Down the hall, although you might want to clean up before you go see her.

You look like shit.”

“Gee thanks.” The ladies shared a laugh. “I guess I should clean myself up.

I do kind of smell.”

“Aye. I’ll say you do and “kind of smell” is an understatement.”

Marion stood with a small smile on her face. She kissed Luke on the forehead

and left to return to her chamber. When she got there, her bed had been changed
and all her extra clothes were hung up. Additionally, Gabriel’s and Luke’s
clothes were there as well, and Marion smiled to herself. Suddenly she heard a
voice coming from one of the other rooms. She drew her sword and advanced. She
burst through the door and found a naked Gabriel bent over a tub with hot
water. She stood up and turned when she heard Marion come in. As always, Marion
was struck by her beauty. Gabriel’s eyes were shimmering and her long hair was
loose, but Gabriel had it draped over one of her shoulders and covering her
left tit.

“Well, you going to join me sweetie?”

That was all the encouragement that Marion needed. She had to have Gabriel

help her with her uniform for Marion was stiff from sleeping in the chair by
Luke’s side. In addition, all the blood on her uniform was hard and crusted.
After Marion was naked, she climbed into the tub with Gabriel. The warm water
was making her dizzy. They used some soap that Gabriel had brought with her to
wash each other. They took turns holding the bar of soap and tracing each
other’s bodies. They washed each other’s hair and made sure to comb each
other’s hair so they didn’t get tangles and to make sure that all the dirt was
out of it. Eventually the water was cold, so they helped each other to stand up
and get out. Gabriel went and got some extra water that she had sitting nearby
to rinse off with.

They made sure that every square centimeter was clean of dirt and soap.

After they had dried each other off, Gabriel got a pair of scissors and had
Marion lay back on their bed. She then proceeded to trim Marion’s pubic hair.
Gabriel then went and got some more hot water and soap. Marion was confused but
things were cleared up when she saw the straight razor in Gabriel’s hand. She
shaved not only Marion’s pussy, but her legs and underarms as well. After she
was done, Marion felt cleaner than she had felt in a very long time. She then
returned the favor to Gabriel.

Marion had more work to do for Gabriel had a thicker bush than Marion; had

but all this meant was that Marion got the stare at Gabriel’s pussy longer. As
Marion shaved Gabriel’s pussy, she could see the moisture forming on her pussy
lips and Gabriel’s inner lips were getting red and swelling up. Marion was sure
that hers were doing the same thing. When they were done, they cleaned up all
the loose hair; which wasn’t hard because they had put a towel down first.

Their time together, in bed, that night unleased a whirlwind. Marion and

Gabriel poured all their passions into each other. Since they were in no hurry,
they could take their time with each other. They started with light kissing
that slowly became more and more passionate. As their kisses became more
involved, so did their hands. They both really loved the feeling of their
partner’s bare cunts. As they were getting more into things, Marion suddenly
had an idea. She moved to where she could lick Gabriel’s cunt and Gabriel could
lick hers at the same time. As soon as Gabriel asked what she was doing; she
figured it out. Soon they were licking and kissing each other’s pussies and
driving each other wild.

All too soon they exploded in mutual orgasms that left both of them

exhausted. It had really been too long since they had been together. As they
recovered, Marion started to think. Their clits were like tiny cock tips, so
Marion wondered what it would feel like to rub them together. When she
explained this to Gabriel, they both agreed that they just had to try it. It
took them a few minutes to find the right positions but when they did; the
sparks started flying. They got the new heights that neither of them knew
existed.

Together they climbed higher and higher. Neither of them wanted to be the

first one to cum so they both fought off their own as best they could while
trying their hardest to make the other cum first. After almost ten minutes of
sheer pleasure, they exploded. They both sprayed all over the other which
caused them to cum yet again. Eventually they stopped cumming and they were now
beyond exhausted. They couldn’t even untangle their bodies and fell asleep with
their legs still wrapped around the other and their pussies still pressed up
against the other.

To be continued in part 8, Based on a post by somethin fishy,

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