A promise is a promise

“Getting ready to leave! Soldiers... A-tent, Attention!” the clanging of metal stomped to the ground, he marched down the stairs seeing the uniformed dead men before feeling the hands of Yennefer pull at his arm begging for him to listen, “A promise is a promise!” and nodding he barked, “I know... but I don’t want to be here anymore, so we are going to bring the war to them, Ares and his children will join us, I’m so done with humans. To think I refused virtually every single goddess in my realm just for a red-headed tart!” the portal grew and ordering his men forward walked on through leaving the deserted courtyard and silence. “Well that’s that sorted!” Geralt stated leaning back encouraging Triss to sit on his lap, “Will he be alright?” she asked and laughing Yennefer spat with venom, “Why do you care? Going to run back to him after Geralt gets fed up of you?” “Yen, I know him... he doesn’t handle emotions well and he doesn’t have many friends; I don’t want him to become the monster he can be!” “Is he that bad?” “Angry he has been known to be hot headed!” “Well if we live then I will work on it... since you will both be fucking each other silly!” Geralt smiled before winking at his “prize” proposed, “How about some fun Triss, just like we used to?” Triss looked back at him before walking out to the balcony wiped stray tear from her eye, “No... I don’t feel like it! Maybe later!” before looking around deep down hoped Damian was still there and the guilt was all for nothing.

The land was cold, the town was partially frozen but nevertheless it was active and full of elvish villagers who were carrying on with their lives whilst the courtyard held the Wild Hunt soldiers packing down fit the night, “We are really going to do this Zantano?” Athena asked and nodding he focused on the village, “Yes. Every single one is to die. Eris, Phobos, Adreista and Deimos destroy the village, lure the forces out and cause panic; Enyo, Ares, Athena and I will take them from the side!” the children smiled enjoying the chance to live up to their names and titles as they rode off with their smaller forces, “Right let’s get ready!”

The distraction was successful, well when fighting against townsfolk who weren’t prepared it was just like picking them off like daisy’s. Phobos struck fear into the people as she rode through the city slaughtering the running for cover people. Eris started to burn and demolish houses and other buildings forcing the covering people to run around the open road where they were out to the sword. Deimos was the most aggressive of all he butchered the people and even impaled pregnant women and children on spikes not valuing life itself but instead seeing it as a game on how many he could impale and butcher before the proper fighting started, Adreista wasn’t as bad as the rest of the family but did send her forces to round people up whilst sending the vast majority to the set up a position for the forces that were about to come.

“Happy Birthday Elena” Eredin spoke hugging his daughter, “18 today and after we get my prize you will be able to have anything you want!” “Thank you father!” she spoke eating from the feast, *Boom* “What in the name of is that?” Eredin spat before walking out onto the balcony growled seeing the town being destroyed, “Father what’s wrong?” “Take your brother and hide. We’re being attacked, Imlerith send the men to the town. Leave a squadron or two here to defend Elena and Eric!” the general got up before seeing the Eredin gear up barked the men to ready themselves, “How did they get an army, I saw it. No one wanted to help, before looking out again saw the golden light engulf the town knew, “The damn gods...” he looked back before jumping down headed to the scene.

The hoards of troops headed to the town and looking at Ares Zantano nodded charging from both sides taking the nearby unaware forces off guard causing Athena and Enyo to guard the rear and fight the turning around forces and Ares with Zantano to fight the forces head on. Chaos consumed the area, the outnumbered gods forces plan worked, the Wild Hunt were dazed and shaken by the planned **** and worse of all Eredin was cut off with his forces at the front leaving an leaderless **** to get pummelled by Ares’ men. “I’m going to take his castle!” Zantano snapped cutting through the next lot of troops and nodding Ares smirked, “Yes leave me to have my fun!” they marched through the streets up to the castle and lifting his sword blew the gate from its hinges and met the rushing forces on the battlefield, what Eredin didn’t know was... Zantano was more monstrous than those he was currently fighting and the risk his family was now in.

Eredin studied the forces who took an defensive position however the situation grew worse, Imlerith fighting through the forces was cut off from his guards and laying in wait was Deimos who impaling on his spear drew his knife to lay blow after blow inside of his chest before grabbing an axe swung it through his head causing it to crack like a coconut, “Eredin, we are being attacked from the rear...” Eredin turned around before ramming the nearest group of guards out of the way rushed out to safety heading back to the castle but stopping looked over to see the dead troops on the floor bleeding down the hill and looking at the spikes looked away after seeing Caranthir Ar-Feiniel head on a spike, he must have died defending the children but looking up stopped to see Ge’els hanging from the balcony with his consorts, his generals were dead or were severely wounded, “We need to get in there!” Eredin snarled but being met by his small number shaking their heads were defiant in his orders especially after Eric was thrown from the balcony stripped naked tied to his mother as their legs dangled, body’s struggling to breathe but yet his daughter was not, where was she?

“Sire our ships... they have been destroyed along with the port, we’re trapped here!” Eredin nodded before responding paternally, “I have to save my daughter anyway!” and then almost on cue the screaming started and the guards the God’s army advanced pushing him back down as he suffered more losses forcing him to take cover with other men and women but the crying from Elena remained echoing through the town.

Meanwhile:

“You promised to not kill my brother!” he laughed before kicking the body to check up on him spoke, “And have him get rallied support behind him? I don’t think so!” the girl was young, petite, innocent to all the events but was still caught up in the battle and looks wise was stunning... for an elf, “This is all your fathers fault, he wants Ciri and use her to further his power over the universes, I’m here to put him and this group down but you... I have better ideas for you!” “What do you mean?” she whimpered back before feeling her arms be stretched saw his hand venture in her dress to cup her petite breast smiled, “It’s time to give you an lesson in mind games and sex!” her eyes widened as she kicked whilst being dragged away, “Have fun!” Ares snapped staring at the beauty of the woman being dragged away, “I don’t like doing this but if it lures Eredin out then I will!”

Elena screamed and cried when her clothes were removed and thrown to the floor, desperately: she pushed, kicked, clawed at the gods skin who using his weight pinned her to the bed his cock gleaming and hard reading to push its way inside her virgin hole she continued to kick but met only air, “You might as well try and enjoy it because no one is going to help you!” she whimpered begging him for mercy but instead this only made it worse when the penis tore into her and sort to tear away what she had. The bed creaked the tears ran down her cheek as the **** was endless to her, she just felt the endless thrusting from the **** who didn’t stop instead fucked harder and faster until her eyes widened feeling the warm liquid spray into her. He pulled out before grabbing his trousers looked back at the woman who covering her self semen leaking from her hole, she looked at into his eyes but not seeing remorse or joy at it, he was just emotionless. Despite this stance he got up still staring at her walked towards her making her cower but he used a rag to wipe the excess from her before pulling the cover over her, “No more harm will come to you. That’s a promise!”

“Triss?” Keira called out towards Triss’ room, “Yeah?” “That’s fine I thought you know...” “He went out to deal with a griffin a few hours ago” Keira nodded joining her equally naive friend who was leaning over the balcony looking out across the scenery, “What are you doing up here? Hiding from Yen is it?” “I’m worried Keira. Not about Geralt, Ciri, fighting or Yen’s reaction but Zantano-Thánatos, you’ve seen him... he isn’t exactly the most calmest of people!” “Worried he will come back and kill us?” “No, I’m just worried about how he takes it. What I’ve seen is he likes everything to run to schedule or a layout and he allows for a certain leniency either way but cancelling plans or promises... well he doesn’t handle that very well.” “Worried he has joined them?” Keira mocked but shaking her head Triss spoke, “Worse... he won’t leave any loopholes... there will be hell and suffering will reek the land” “As long as he wins!” Triss scoffed before stating, “Ares, Deimos, Phobos, Adriesta are his generals they love to reek havoc they will convince him to do things he won’t usually do, only Athena is the calming one and that isn’t much consolation...” Keira shrugging confused spoke, “You rather they fought here, so we can keep an eye on him?” “I’m just worry he has lost his way... never mind you wouldn’t understand, you don’t know him like I did!” Keira grew flustered with anger at her before snarling, “Well just remember it’s all your fault! He liked you... more than he should have; if... if... nah, never mind doesn’t matter. Like all men, all they care about is killing!” “If what?” “Triss just leave it! Just remember when you were elated to be with him a few of us including the gods weren’t!” “Which. Ones?” she looked back before laughing spoke, “Let’s just say apart for me there were four others... all that Geralt know. One calmed him with her words, one equally as angry and fouled tempered as him, one whore who knows the pleasure of the flesh and one at the time a young outcast who is growing up to be something great!”

Few weeks passed and trying to work out who the others were to be mindful in what she said around them struggled. Yennefer was endlessly quizzed dunces she was known for a having a foul temper but she kept denying it pointing out she didn’t even know who he was until she was introduced to him by Triss and pointed out he was worth in bed which Geralt was more loving, Triss confessed in acknowledgement that he does it the way she likes it. Triss then quizzed Keira and Geralt but Geralt wasn’t much help confessing he knows many women and Keira’s lips remained silent until with the help of Yennefer who begrudged agreed to help Triss find out.

“Is she?” Triss queried and nodding Yen closing the door locking it spoke, “Yes!” “Why are you helping me?” Yen shrugged before speaking, “Because I want to know what type of shit that you are in. Especially the one whose anger is just as bad as his...” “Thanks Yen, really need reminding!” “Almost wish it was me, both could share an common interest in hating you both!” “Yen; please don’t be like this. I know you hate us for what happen but to me you are my sister and I will forgive you in any way you lash out at us but I didn’t mean to hurt you...” Yen laughed before spitting in her face snapped, “You had someone but like the whore you are took mine, I won’t forgive you and unfortunately I have to be associated with you for Ciri but know this I won’t ever help you again after this. Now let’s get this over with!” she looked over to Keira who lay there drowsy before projecting an hallucination of Damian saw her smile half asleep, unaware of what was going on, “Ask her!” Yen barked focusing on the spell, “Keira, who loves me... it’s important I know!” “You know Than!” she groggily responded, “Please I must know, to stop the conflict between us all!” her head shot up before growling snapped, “You aren’t him!” Yet sighed glaring at Triss, “Well fucking done, I thought you knew him. I thought you knew what he would say! Useless!” Yen lifted her hand up chanting her spell causing Keira to scream in pain piercing through the room, “Who is it? Tell us!” she remained silent shaking her head before witnessing more mental torment felt her back break from the pressure until crying whimpered, “I’m sorry Thánatos!” she looked up crying before glaring at the two sorceresses cried, “Viola he helped her one night and visited her every night for a month, Cerys who crushed on him in her younger years and the urge never left just deepened and manifested more stronger over time, Priscilla who met him one night in the bar she was performing in; she was memorised by him and he her songs. The most worrying one Philippa unlike the other times Philippa didn’t love him for advancement but instead for love!” Yen nodded retracting her spell and slumping whimpering from her pain Keira cried feeling the pain from her injured back, “I thought we were sisters!” “We are Kiera!” Triss reassured but shaking her head Kiera cried, “No we aren’t, your tortured me for your own jealously and Yennefer I hate you!” Keira struggled to the door falling through it into Vesemir’s rushing over arms before being met by the teary eyes of Ciri, Yen and Triss were met by, “What have you done?”

*Boom* the two fighting warriors hurdled through the sky crashing into the courtyard swords clanging together whilst the others watched swords drawn. Eredin stabbed Damian but pushing him back Damian connecting with a kick into his stomach before pulling the sword out of his sword threw it away as he kicked Eredin again. Eredin tried to wrestler the larger man but being grabbed by the larger God drew his knife to stab the god repeatedly who picking him up heard, “Why won’t you die?” “I can’t die... that’s my realm!” Eredin was dropped before feeling the sharpened broken rubble go through his chest spat blood tricking from his mouth and nose, “You destroyed everything, how could you? The children, the mothers!” I leaned over before spitting, “In the months that you have fought us you didn’t even once consider the fact that I don’t have morality, look at me I am dead and the only thing that helped me simulate any morality is fucking a bastard. Yes I destroyed your realm, **** your daughter, I burnt everything and anything down, I hung your consorts over the balcony and lynched your son, killed your generals but all this was down to your power hungry greed and your selfishness to not let her live” Eredin saw the sword be raised before looking at him spat, “How will you live with the torment that you have caused, how will you sleep at night knowing what you did?” “I don’t sleep!” as the sword swung down chopping the head off in one swing.

They looked at him seeing the blood stained man walk up to them before seeing Keira limp towards heard her whisper to him what had happened, “Damian please it’s not like that it’s just I, me and Geralt needed to know who to not piss off and she... I can see you don’t want an explanation” Triss trailed off looking down, “You selfish bitch!” Yen smirked at this but feeling his glare Vesemir changing the subject snapped, “WHAT. DID. DO. YOU. DO?” Damian nodded before summoning a portal they all stepped through. What they saw was hell: the city destroyed, everyone dead or dying, the monarchy lynched over the side of the walls or balcony, children and their mothers burnt left in the rubble from the hill they had the best and unfortunate view of it, just rubble as the castle blew up, “Zantano what are we doing with Elena?” the girl begged, “I have nothing left, nowhere to go, my brother and father dead. Please take me with you” “Wait you’re Eredin’s daughter?” she nodded Vesemir tried to stop Zantano but swiping the feather over her face the girl puffed up in smoke before leaving nothing just her clothes, “Damian how could you?” Triss snapped barging past people getting into his face, “We did our job, killed every single one. No survivors, no ****; so the next time you lure a god into your trap just remember for Zantano-Thanato was lenient here!” Ares snapped they were pushed back out at the courtyard before seeing Damian walk away Geralt snapped, “Not even a bye?” “Why should I?” “Triss, she does care for you?” “Well she shouldn’t because I don’t care anymore... I’m more suited to being alone, no one to care about and no one to leave you when they betray you!”

“Hey you!” Triss yelled rushing up to him pushing him making him turn around to face her, “Yes!?” “Just going to leave after what we have been through?” “Whether I say goodbye or not doesn’t effect you!” “I care for you of course it does!” “I don’t care and neither should you” “But I do Damian; I always will, when you were fighting I thought more about you then than anything else because I worried for you!” “Fool!” she saw a hint of emotion as he said that but as she stepped forward to hold his arm she was met by him pushing her away, “Get off me! I don’t need you; it seems I was too soft. I let myself care for someone and you screwed me over. I am bastard and should stick to being one, it’s the only thing I’m good at!” “You are better than that, you just let the others get into your head!” “Maybe because they are right! I am the monster who makes others suffer, I have an job to do and that’s punish the bad! You go back and fuck happy families whilst I go back to my own world and do something worthwhile!” “I hate the new you! Where’s the one I liked and loved!” “He died when you left him! this side of me has always been here but now it has taken over” she shook her head pulling him to face her again before growling, “You wouldn’t kill me! Show me who you really are. What you did was horrible! Kill me and prove that you are the monster that did that or is the man I loved still in there?” her eyes widened as he grabbed his knife staring at her reaction before holding it to her throat held it in place for a few moments leaving a slight red mark at where the blade was rested upon before dropping it whispered into her ear, “I promised you an life. I am a man of my word, your suffering will wait because when you do die nothing is going to save you from your suffering that I will inflict!” she gulped watching him walk away and looking down cried holding her head in her hands, “I need to tell Geralt!”

What should have been years of endless fun for Triss and Geralt turned into years of constant panic and suffering for the couple, they spent the vast majority of them worrying about any potential instances where they could lose their life and to make things worse was the enemies that they had made prior kept popping up for ****. Nevertheless two centuries had passed when Triss was betrayed by Geralt who valuing his own life left her to face the music and crying out she didn’t weep for what had happened but for what was about to happen.

Her eyes shot open and seeing the darkened room any thoughts and hopes that it was a dream or he would show leniency to her due to their past was dampened when she looked up to see Damian leaning back drinking his ale, “Finally awake Triss and how nice of you to join me in my realm!” “Please Damian... I beg you!” “Shut it! I hear it all the time. “I’m sorry, just hear me out” or “If you let me go I will make it worth your while” every line used by prisoners is amusing. So let’s not waste anymore time. Due to your past misdeeds which ironically before you ran off with Geralt was only a few months worth is now 500 years of suffering but don’t worry about counting because for you it will feel like one long endless day and hopefully my bond to you is cut!” the men dragged her away as she hoped that she would receive some sort of reprieve but seeing him look away she knew he wanted to but his “duty” took over and she hoped maybe the sentence would be reduced maybe then they could patch things up.

2 1/2 months later:

The door swung open and groaning Triss smiled to see the freedom hoping Damian would welcome her but as she saw his face what she was met by was his worry and distracted nature. “500 years already?” he didn’t respond just paced back and for thinking, “Damian?” he looked at her before returning to his pacing nature she pulled his arm to stop his movement and to look at her, “What’s wrong?” he tried to hide it which Triss would often laugh at since she knew him too well to know when he was or wasn’t worried. “I’m done with you, you want to get Geralt then get him, want to leave then leave. I have other troubles!” he pulled away before pacing back to his room she almost instinctively followed.

“What’s wrong?” Triss spoke shutting the door behind her, “Go, I have other matters to attend to!” “I know and I see the panic so tell me what’s wrong?” he sighed before grimacing muttered, “I really hoped that those couple of months would have cut the ties that bind us... but never mind” she smiled lightly hearing the feelings were still there but what she next heard took the grin straight from her face, “I have six days, six days to find a wife otherwise I lose everything, my position, title, money, job and family... blanked by the family!” “Why?” he sighed searching through the names trying to remember on how they reacted to his refusal, “I apparently agreed to it when I was barely able to walk, the fear by the Gods was due to my role in the realms I would end up like Ares an angry murdering maniac but I wouldn’t care who I killed and tormented where Ares does. The marriage was meant to tie my links to the other gods meaning I couldn’t do as such and to control the anger inside. I didn’t know about it until I was reminded about it!” “Anyone?” “Just a woman!” she watched him hurriedly ask previous suitors was met by “no”, “Not after before” among other rejections, “That’s it... next Monday I will be a nobody, just think you won’t have to worry about me anymore even though my successor may want you to fulfil the rest of your four and ninety nine years and ten months sentence!” Triss smiled before thinking about his situation reflected on whether she felt strongly enough to help or whether she wanted him to suffer for what he did before walking up to him spoke...