A Visit in the Night

At night, Marcus lies in bed unable to sleep.

How the hell can he do anything without knowing what to do?!

It's not the call to action that's bothering him, its the uncertainty of what will be involved. The myths and legends of those given tasks by the gods often ended in tragedy. Then again, some recieved all the glory and lived to an old age... Hell, even the founder of his dynasty was similarly tasked by the gods.

With a sigh of frustration he sits up only to be greeted by a woman sitting at the foot of his bed.

She's beautiful to an inhuman level, perfect in every way. Her loose dress and a white blindfold are the only things hiding her full beauty. Her golden hair hangs loose. Her wide hips and huge chest calls to him, to something deep within. He feels like a beast, unable to control his lusts. He needs to breed.

As soon as he goes to move closer, she chuckles and holds up a hand, and a **** halts him.

"The champion of the gods. The only to heed their call." She says matter of factly.

"W-who are y-ou?" Marcus struggles to compose a full sentence through the primal urge controlling him.

The woman seems confused. "Who am I?" She is silent for a moment as she thinks. "What a strange question... I only know what I am. I am an angel of fertility, created by the gods to be your companion when you were born."

"Fertility?" Marcus asks through his teeth, the urge to get close and ravage the woman still tearing at him. His brain fighting desperately against his instinct. "Why?"

"Oh, sorry... I was warned I might have this effect on you." She says, blushing and looking away in embarrasment.

She waves her hand and the overwhelming urge fades, not the attraction though but it was enough that he didn't want to jump her regardless of any consequences now.

"As for why... For your tasks. I... don't know more, only that I was to bless you and then stay by your side." She thinks for a second. "We're linked, I live while you live and die when you die."

"Does that bother you?" He asks.

"... Why would it?" She asks, again confused. "It was what I was made for. Once that is done, I'll no longer be needed."

"Because you don't seem like a tool. Why are you fine with being linked to me like this?"

"We're all tools. We all have a day we are born and a day we die."

"Hmm." He can't say he fully agrees with her cold acceptance but he can understand her reasoning. "Do you have a name?"

"A name..?" She thinks for a second. "No. No, I don't believe so."

"No name? But... what should I call you?"

"What I am." She says.

"Angel of Fertility? A bit of a mouthful... What about Angel?"

"If you wish." She replies politely. "May I give my blessing Champion?"

"Uhm, sure..." He replies, still unsure of what to make of all this.

"Good. I hope you enjoy this, it is my first time." She says as she climbs onto Marcus' lap.