Upon This Mountain [Selveria X Constantine]

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Selveria's eyes widened seeing a sword stab the bed right between her legs. She finally gained the feeling back in her arms and legs. Her eyes shifted forward. "Constantine..." Selveria sighed in relief. She watched the man tear into everyone like they were nothing. Two bodies fell to the ground. Selveria looked up at Constantine in disbelief. She had let herself get caught because of her own stupidity. She closed her eyes and sighed. This was humiliating. Objectified, shackled, and stupid. Those were three things Selveria wished was not true.

When everything with Charles was finished and he was knocked out, Selveria looked at Constantine. Immediately she turned her face in shame. She looked over at the door and spouted a couple curses then an audible sentence, "I let my emotions get the better of me, Constantine... It will not happen again." Selveria's cheeks grew to a rosey pink from a blush of shame. When he released her from her shackles she sat up and looked at his face. He was showing some concern for her even when he reached out his hand. On top of that, the realization of her about to be taken advantage of in the worst way came to her mind. The worry of what would've happened hit her. Selveria grabbed his hand then with her free hand she grabbed his elbow. Then she moved her opposite hand up to his upper arm finally rushing forward into his chest. She stood there for a minute, feeling the warmth of his coat on her cool face. She blushed as she put a hand up on Constantine's chest then sighed in relief. This was her thank you. Her hair smelled of blood and flowers, his coat smelled of Constantine and blood. Blood everywhere and it deserved to be spilled there. What better way to enjoy it all then to embrace the person who rescued from a situation of great brevity? It was an honor to be called a pale princess by him. Obviously he thought something of Selveria, and she couldn't understand what it was that made her want to do this. The thought of her being the damsel really hit her hard. She never was a damsel in distress before. Being saved by this man, no by Constantine meant a lot more to her than she could even comprehend. She sealed her fate. She would follow Constantine where ever he went and stay close to him. "I enjoy being in your debt," Seleveria said looking up to him. "Constantine Rebellion."

Selveria followed Constantine hand in hand. She looked at his hand holding her. His hand was the complete opposite of his larger and darker while Selveria's hands were small and pale. She wished to interlock fingers with his just to see what they would look like. Selveria however fought the urge to and continued walking with him and the body of Charles.

The two came to the shack and he led her in. She walked over to the door and she moved to the side. Selveria didn't want to participate, but there was something bothering her. This man who is being tortured, deserved it. He touched her. He took advantage of her. He almost kissed her. Selveria finally made the decision and shut the door when told and grabbed a pair of gloves. Her red eyes showed nothing but rage in them. Rage of an angry woman who looked forward to getting the information out. She walked up to Charles and the first thing she did was grip her fist. She punched the man straight in the nose. "That was for doing what you did to me..." She said with a glare that only a monster could love. She then walked over to the table. Noting that Charles's shoes were stripped off she grabbed the hammer. She took a knee and sent the hammer down to Charles's left big toe. The crack could be heard through out the room. When Selveria lifted the hammer up, it was covered in blood and turning blue. "If you don't tell us, I'll break each toe, one by one until there isn't any left. I'll make sure you'll never walk again. When you don't tell me then... I'll make sure you'll never breathe again. Now once more. Where are the rest of these people who destroyed my home and the homes of others?"

Selveria watched as Constantine used his abilities. His magic was rather disgusting to her. She turned her head away after hearing the man screamed. At least the pain he caused him would have gone away faster. Blunt trauma seemed to be a more "humane" choice than using the scalpel. However the poison was a bit much. She turned her face and pictured the thought of the burning on her face. The thought of losing such a beautiful face. Selveria was still diving deeper into this world of darkness. She only gave everyone she ran into quick deaths or what she thought was rather quick.

Selveria nodded and looked at the man. Her eyes pierced into his soul. Her glare kept the same look of the Grim Reaper. Selveria stood up and moved her hand. "Why did you choose my village?" Selveria looked at him. "And who was there with you?" Selveria held the hammer in her hand. She knew that she was going to be the person to have to break another toe. It didn't matter, the sound of his bones cracking was pleasure enough for her right now. Mainly because he was a perverted old fool. Someone who underestimated her and her company. Selveria had many questions, but those were the two she wanted to ask first. Selveria was new to the world of interrogation. However the world of torture, Selveria only knew about causing pain. She didn't know her limits on this. Selveria still wanted to give this man the slowest and most painful deaths ever. Mainly because of his bad company of perverted bandits and his perverted lifestyle. Her thoughts were only that meant of a woman who was super pissed.

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Selveria witnessed everything. The words Charles spoke. They would just made her angrier. Then it hit her. The talisman he spoke of, it was probably a part of her family while she was away. Selveria started to blame herself for all the trouble she must had cause. If she wasn't gone, this probably wouldn't have happened. She could have probably slowed down everything and let everyone escape the home. Selveria couldn't stand it anymore. She wanted to punch Charles for all the trouble, but that wasn't going to be enough. She was going to give him the most painful death ever.

She was led by Constantine. So much was going on in one sitting. This made Selveria a little uncomfortable. Suddenly Raspberry came to the group. He transformed into a twisted demonic being. Selveria's eyes widened and she began to back away. There was so much in this event that happened and Selveria's comfort zone had been far out of reach. Selveria had killed and liked it, she was almost raped, Constantine revealed his abilities to cause flesh to rot, Charles was injured by her and Selveria felt satisfied by it, and finally Raspberry becomes a demonic entity. What could happen next? Explain everything? Selveria continued to back towards the wall. Her back touched the wall as Constantine absorbed the demon into his body. Her eyes widened as she saw the transformation. She began to shift her weight so that she was pushing against the wall. Selveria's heart began to beat faster. The pulse of energy was strong enough that it felt like she was being pushed into the wall itself. In fact Selveria probably did leave a dent in the wall in the shape of her body.

At first, Selveria didn't feel anything. The adrenaline from all of the current events had made her feel as if she wasn't affected at all. Then she felt a burning sensation on her hands. She immediately took one of her gloves off. Her hand was black and purple. The flesh had began to rot on her finger tips. Her eyes widened as she put a hand on her throat. It was starting to burn and swell shut. Selveria's breath shortened as she tried to breath. Her legs and body itched and ached from the several red spots forming all over her body. Tears of blood came out of Selveria's eyes as she felt the pain of her insides start to burn in a high fever. Every short breath Selveria took she felt it burn. She would cough and crimson liquid would come out of her mouth. Selveria felt the effects bring her to her knees. She began to fall over to the ground and shiver. She had lost all feeling in her legs. Death was nearer than she thought. This was going to be the end. No... No she wasn't going to accept this. Selveria is going to live. She must live. Then she started to fall to her side. Then she felt a hand on her cheek. Her sight began to blur as she saw Constantine lean in. Her body began to get numb and she closed her eyes as their lips locked. She felt the relief of all the pain leaving her. Her tears had changed back into a normal clear liquid. Her lungs repaired themselves. All of her flesh had returned to normal. She had no scars from the small pox or plague that hit her. She could finally feel her toes and knees, the polio was gone. Her pneumonia, flu, and any other disease that gave her a fever subsided. Selveria began to drift off to sleep. Her body was exhausted from all of the fighting and more over the recovering of all the diseases that hit her. She would only sleep it off. Hopefully just for a little bit.

Selveria felt her body drift. She opened her eyes only to find herself in a black abyss. She floated on her back as if she was in a pool of water. She gave a relaxed sigh. Selveria closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them. It was still black. Either way she was clueless as to where she was at the moment. Then a bright light came in and blinded Selveria. She put an arm up to shield her eyes. The light then faded and in front of her was a beautiful noble woman with light blue hair. Her blue eyes stared at Selveria. "Selly... My little girl. You've grown so much."

Selveria blinked and moved so that she was floating vertically as if she was standing looking at the woman then her vision blurred.

Meanwhile back in the real world. Seleveria's eyes stressed as she opened them. She made a few sighs and painful WOMANLY grunts. "Mother..." She opened her eyes. When her blurred vision corrected, Selveria immediately took her other glove off to look at her hands. They were back to normal. She looked up and down her arms and legs. There was nothing, no scars, just pale skin. Her eyes widened as she took in a deep breath. What a relief! Was it all a dream? She looked around. No it definitely wasn't a dream. Finally she saw Constantine. She backed away to gain a comfortable distance. Selveria put both her gloves back on and looked at him. There was a look of fear in her eyes. She did her best to hide it, but it wasn't helping now. This man must really be a demon. She took a deep breath and relaxed her fears. "Please tell me, what have I gotten myself into? That includes telling me what you are and any other topics I have no clue about." Selveria said. She knew that she couldn't just up and leave this partnership. Mainly because of the fact that it would be called a betrayal to her. It would be punishable by death if she walked away from Constantine now. "This has turned into something more than just simple revenge."

Selveria looked at Constantine. Her body was still exhausted from about 700 diseases given to her at one time. Well it felt like 700, it probably was a lot more than that, maybe less. Whatever it was, it really affected her mind for a bit. She never felt such fear and pain in one sitting. It was a death very becoming for the last man the two had encountered. She put a hand through her hair and closed her eyes. This was the moment she would try to contemplate everything. So this was more about how this man was being a tyrant and it was time for his reign to end.

Any other questions? There were tons of questions. Questions like what kind of magic causes all life to feel such pain like that? What about Constantine? Was he trying to end this reign? or Was he just going to try and take over everything? Selveria's body continued to ache. The dull pain really bothered her. She saw the fire. She needed something to get her mind off of things. She finally raised her hand in the air and a skillet in the shape of a 13 inch wide and 5 inch deep cylinder appeared. Her hand gripped around the handle. She placed it down on the fire and then raised her other hand she continued to do this alternation of pulling out ingredients and cook ware until she had everything she would need. She began to chop at onions, garlic, and mushrooms and finally some chopped steak. "Okay.." Selveria finally said looking at Constantine. "Due to the limited amount of time we have until we get to our next person, it's my job to make sure that you have enough energy to do so. If not, I would not be serving my master any purpose." she placed everything in the pot and the poured some soy sauce over it. "Had I known we were going to be traveling this far, I would've probably stocked up a little more." She started stirring around. "I do have questions. Many and they seem to bombard and pry into your life. So in order to fix unbalanced information. I will do my job as we agreed." Selveria looked Constantine in the eyes. "What happened over at the Sphere Island, was that really just you? What will you do when you have defeated your father? Will you continue on his journey for selfish power? or Will you just wonder away from your ties like I did?"

Selveria listened to every word even though her appearance of listening was cancelled out by her cooking. Finally she looked up at him when he began to laugh. Selveria began to nit pick at all of his quirks in one sitting. For someone of his appearance, his accent and voice were very off. The laugh just made everything seem tacky. The way he dressed was insane almost like he was a pimp. His tattoos gave him the appearance of a an exotic tribal mage yet at the same time his hair made him look like he was some sort of punk rocker or someone she would find dancing in a mosh pit. His magic the way he described it sounded revolting. Apparently she probably was violated by the man, but for some reason she didn't care. Selveria blinked and joined in with the laughter.

If Constantine stopped and looked at her, she would shake her head and look at him with the a genuine smile. "I am sorry for laughing and offending you... Lord Constantine," Selveria's cheeks began to tingle as she said his name. She couldn't decide on Master or Lord one of the two must make him happier. "I couldn't help it... seeming that you have a the history of spoiled rich child, your clothes are tacky, by the way I'm not calling you 'Daddy,' you give off a tribal/punk appearance, and to top it all off an interesting accent with an annoying and gaudy laugh." She regained her composure. "But I trust you... I don't know if it's the fact that you look like a child hood friend of mine or the fact you saved me multiple times now." Selveria paused for a second and looked at Constantine. "My name was Selveria Golde. I had a mother, father, and a sister. At the time I spoke to someone on a lower level. His name was Marcus Knights. He lived in the servant's housing and worked with the horses. I would write in my diary many times about him and my father who was very strict read about it. At the time, I didn't know I was showing feelings for this boy, but my father knew the route to me. So as a punishment when my sister was still just a baby he sent me away to Eragorn Military Academy. There I spent my days learning magic. I specialized in Valkyrie Requip magic. Which, just like the Knight, has various armors and weapons. When I came back, one of my servants was fading. She died in my arms saying that they were attacked. She told me my sister disappeared with my mother's and father's bodies." Selveria sighed and held out her hands and two plates appeared. She motioned to the pan and took the meat out. She put equal portions out on both plates and handed it to Constantine. "I forgot to stow away some silverware. I hope you don't mind eating it like this."

"Hmph..." Selveria turned her head and picked up each piece of beef with her fingers. She neatly ate her food one bite at a time. When she looked over at Constantine eating, she laughed inwardly and kept her comments to herself. At least he understands how I feel sitting through all of these monologues. Selveria finished her food and all her equipment for cooking went back into her dimensional bank.

Selveria got up and dusted herself off and started to follow behind Constantine. She looked down to see if she was still in tact still shocked from the visions she had before they landed on Crescent Island. She turned her red eyes back onto Constantine. There was something about him that just made every part of her body go wild. Her heart fluttered as she walked with him. It seemed like when she was around Constantine, the air was thicker with a sweet musky scent. The air around him seemed to be humid, but it seemed to only affect her more so than the others that were around him. What is it about him? I just want to be super close to him, she thought. It seemed her inquisitive look showed her thoughts as she looked him up and down. She blushed and looked down at the ground nervously. Her heart began to beat faster and her body began to "burn" even more. She put a hand on her heart and took a deep breath. She needed water. COLD water. She looked over to the side and continued to walk. "Lord Constantine... I need water..." She said hoping she did not seem weak in this request. Selveria actually needed more than water, she needed a cold shower. It seemed what ever was surrounding Constantine, it was attacking her at an alarming rate.

Selveria's armor disappeared going back to her uniform and rapier. If Constantine would turn around, he would see Selveria with her arms crossed under her chest and around her waist. "I think I might be a bit dehydrated from your magic...." Her face was red and it seemed like she was showing signs of dehydration. A man as experienced in women as Constantine would know better though.

When Constantine came in to touch her, she did not turn around and stop him. In fact she welcomed the touch. Selveria thought she felt a static shock from just his touch. It wasn't a hurtful electric shock, it actually felt very descent. The shock triggered an effect that went from her cheek, down to her spine, then to her thighs, and it came back up to her cheek only to start the cycle all over again. She turned her head and looked down at the ground. Upon Constantine's touch, Selveria's knees immediately moved inward to touch each other as if greeting a neighbor on the other side of the fence. She felt the air grow thicker around her, or maybe it was the fact that his body heat and her own heat had made a sort of invisible mist in the negative space around the two. She couldn't help by shudder by the feeling of his smooth hand sitting on her cheek. It was interesting how it felt. Most other guys who have shook hands with her had very calloused and rough hands. In fact most of the guys she had ever interacted with were her teachers and staff in her academy.

She then looked into Constantine's eyes and could tell that there was something more to his smirk. She took in a deep breath. She could hear her heart beat louder. It felt as if it was going to come right out of her chest and just hop away for a few miles. Selveria was not experienced in how to deal with this situation. Being from an all girls academy, Selveria was super clueless as to what was really going on and what she felt. All she knew was she just wanted to be closer. However, Selveria did not want to offend this man who stood before her, touching her cheek, giving her an interesting look. Finally she broke her silence again, "However?"