Clementina - S05 E21

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Clementina - S05 E21

Read Story: SEASON 5 EPISODE 21

The woman tossed a towel to the prisoner on the floor. She climbed to her feet, withdrew her sheaths, took another quick shower, and dried off. Then she was handed a uniform like the one the other women wore.

Clementina, my mother, and I had been watching this unfold in mute horror. A tension filled the room so thick it was almost visible In the air. My mother was the one who broke the silence.

"Nazi dark phallite girls, with a cockgirl dark queen who gives live birth to huge dark phallites," she said. "Did just see that?"

"Yeah," Clementina said. "So we're supposed to go in there and steal the sigil from these women? This looks way more than just dangerous. This really does look like a suicide mission."

"We need to talk to Bathory," said.

"Fuck Bathory, we need straight answers," Clementina interjected. "We need to talk to Makala without Bathory in the room."

"You think we'll get straight answers from Makala?" asked, irritation creeping into my voice. "Bathory's the one who has been telling it to us straight. Don't forget, Makala held out about the treasure room and a couple of other detalls."

Clementina glared at me and was about to speak but my mom was quicker

"What about Alura? Maybe we should talk to her."

"No." I said. "Alura is too googly-eyed over Makala and too spiteful towards Bathory to have a clear head."

"I disagree, my mother argued, her voice full of aggravation. "Bathory is like a bull in a damn china shop, she just wants to forge ahead without stopping to think things through. And Makala has more hidden agendas than Alura has tentacles. Alura is somewhere in the middle."

"Now wait a minute," Clementina jumped in angrily. "Makala has mostly played straight with us. Yeah, she left out a couple of details, but her prophesizing has been spot-on. And I think she quit fucking around after you confronted her."

"But Bathory has never told us a lie, she has never said anything that wasn't on the mark," said, raising my voice in anger.

Clementina sneered. "And she pressed you so hard you almost passed out. Bathory doesn't have a subtle bone in that freakish scaled body of hers."

I was livid at Clementina's characterization of Bathory when had a flash of insight. I held up a finger and took a deep breath. "Wait...hold up...shit..."

"Bathory is the Guardian of the Citadel of the One - I am the One. Thus I am defending her because I feel a connection to her."

I pointed at my mom and continued. "Alura is the Guardian of the Six-you are the Six. Thus you are defending her because you have a connection to her."

I pointed at Clementina and finished. "Makala is a prophetess/seeress, prophets and seers were consorts to people of power in ancient times you are the Consort. Thus you are defending Makala because you have a connection to her. Can us three not let the stupid personalities of the spirits screw up our own relationships and our own ability to think clearly? Please?"

There was a long, uncomfortable silence, followed by a bunch of sorry's and my-bad's.

"So, then, who do we talk to...alone?" Clementina finally asked.

I sighed. "Despite some of her hidden agendas, I agree that Makala has generally tried to act in our best interest and in the Interest of humanity. She probably has the most thoughtful, reflective mind of any of the three spirits. Let's start with her."

Makala was floating in her pool in her chamber when we entered, only her face, breasts, and slightly turgid cock were above the water. She didn't open her eyes but she spoke softly.

"Yes? Something interesting in the portal?"

"Very, my mother said, repeating what she said earlier. "Nazi dark phallite girls, with a cockgirl dark queen who gives live birth to huge dark phallites."

Makala's eyes shot open and she slipped to the edge of the pool,

looking up at us from the water.

"A dark queen? Live birth? Huge phallites?" she said, eyes wide. "You saw all this?"

"Yes, first hand," said. "What do we do?"

"Continue watching for any more useful information, and perhaps Its time to make a trip back into the brood chamber. Now that the doors around the nexus are being opened, the light phallite nest is capable of defending itself. There are soldiers that can be hatched that have wicked bites, indestructible shells, and a bad attitude. They aren't very big and think we could send the six of you through each with a backpack full of them. It should give you a fighting chance if things get out of hand."

"And what if they have hatched their soldiers?" asked.

"Well, just making a wild guess, if their soldiers are as big as their phallites, I doubt they are going to have too many. There can only be one gaping slathering whore per timeline. Plus, the bigger they are, the more vulnerable their undersides."

"What about weapons?" Clementina asked.

"The portal won't let you carry heavy weapons through. If you want to take knives or hatchets that's fine, but firearms will get left behind."

"Damn," I said. I think at some level I had already gotten my heart set on going in there, guns blazing. You know if those bastards thought their dark phallite queen was a badass cockgirl, wait until they met me, and all that. Oh well.

"Will there be light phallites there?" asked. "We need light phallites to help us drive out the dark. And will it even work the same way as here?"

"Probably there will be light phallites, and probably the process of removing the dark will be the same, but I don't know for sure."

Clementina, my mom, and tramped back to the portal room. Ona and Olympia were there with some tech.

"We figured it would be easier to just set up a camera pointing at the portal than us just sitting here all the time. First off, we can watch the cam from anywhere, second we can record," Ona said.

"Makes sense," I replied. "And we are going to need to put your 'mother of thousands vs. gaping slathering whore' skills back to work tomorrow. We need to open another egg in the brood chamber."

Ona perked up. "I can't wait."

Once the tech was squared away, it was getting towards evening and we all made our way out to the pool. My mom gave everyone a rundown of what we had seen in the portal, Olympia gave a tech update, and I talked about needing to make another trip back to the brood chamber. Then I turned to the goth twins Athena and Demeter.

"Anything useful upstairs?"

"No, mostly," Demeter said, then trailed off.

"Mostly..?" I prompted.

"Just two things," Demeter said, getting out of the pool, drying her hands, and going inside. She came back a moment later with a picture and a small cloth sack. The image was a black and white photograph of a woman with traditional phallite curves and thick genitalla. She was nude and did not look happy. Her arms trailed off to the side of the photo and looked like they may have been being held my persons not in the image. It would have just been an old fashioned bit of pornography except for the fact that she had a tattoo on her left arm in the form of a swastika.

"Do you recognize her?" I asked Clementina. She shook her head.

Demeter reached into the cloth sac and pulled out a round piece of metal that had been carved into a symbol that didn't recognize.

"And then there was this," she said.

"That's a sigil," Bathory said Immediately, taking the seal from Demeter and examining it.

"Is it the sigil we are looking for?" asked.

"It's not the Sigil of the One. I don't recognize it."

"Does it do anything useful?" my mom said.

"We've never seen this before have we?" Bathory said, looking over at Makala and Alura, who both shook their heads. "We should take

at Makala and Alura, who both shook their heads. "We should take It down into the nexus tomorrow and out to the citadel, just to see what happens."

I turned back to the goth twins. "Any other paraphernalia?"

Demeter and Athena shook their heads.

I looked at the photo again. Something triggered in the back of my mind. I climbed out of the pool and dried off, then got out my phone, shining the bright light from the phone on the image for maximum illumination.

I recognized that face. I had seen it just a couple of hours before - except the last time it had been covered in black lines, the eye sockets had been black, and the eyeballs glowing red.

"It's her," I said, gesturing to Clementina and my mom. "Fuck, look at it. It's her the dark queen."

And it was. My mom and Clementina concurred.

"Does that help us determine if that's in our timeline?" my mom asked.

"It increases the odds, Bathory said. "But it's no guarantee."

The next morning, the entire crew trooped down to the nexus. The plan was to see if the strange sigil we had discovered had any impact, and then to start hatching a brood of these soldier creatures. Ona hadn't even bothered to get dressed, instead she disappeared into the brood chamber while the rest of us were still out in the nexus

Olympia had brought a water-resistant tablet down with her, so we could monitor the Portal of the Sigil while we diddled with this new sigil we had just found. Bathory had the new, strange sigil in her hands and was moving along the row of still-unopened doors, trying to see if she got any kind of a response, but nothing. However, when she moved the metal circlet over the open door leading back to the Portal of the Sigil, the piece of metal suddenly vibrated.

"Well that was odd," she said. Moving back and forth, testing to see if the effect repeated. It did. In fact, when she moved the sigil a few feet down the hallway towards the Portal, it began to faintly glow in the dim light.