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Chapter 7 by MissAshleyJ MissAshleyJ

Where do they take the two?

The village.

The men led the two women across the island to a rather large village in a cove nearby. The building looked like Greek architecture, but hewn from volcanic rock instead of marble.

The group stopped outside a house.

The lead man spoke to Andrea.

“He says you’re to wait here. They recognize I’m in charge of you and only I will speak to thier king.”

“King?”

“I’ll be back… don’t worry.”

Megan was shoved into the house and had the door closed on him.

“Let me out of here!” She yelled.

“Kid, don’t hurt yourself…” a voice said.

She turned and saw a woman sitting nearby on a bench. She was wearing a basic looking dress like outfit. She was heavily pregnant.

“Welcome to Amizonaia…” the woman said, “Lt.Joan Chanel, formerly of the USS Independence.”

“You’re American?” Megan asked.

“No, I’m from the moon…” the older woman said sarcastically…

“How long have you been here?”

“Good 20 years… war over yet?”

Megan nodded

“We win?”

Megan nodded again.

“Good… so they’re not going to miss you.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Welcome to you new home.”

“What are you talking about? I can’t stay here…”

“Sorry kid, but them’s the breaks. Unless you want my sons to use you as target practice.”

“Your sons?”

“That was my eldest, Kyrio, that tossed you in here. He must like you if you’re not dead yet. I guess that means I’m gonna be your mother-in-law…”

“What… no…” Megan stammered “I…”

“I said the same things when I crashed here… the mountain contains a large natural lodestone. Fucks up compasses. That’s why no one ever finds this place.”

“So… I’m just supposed to let some man treat me like meat?”

“Why not, we treat men like that?” Joan said, rubbing her belly.

“I guess you’ve ‘gone native?” Megan asked, confused by why any woman would think like that.

“Maybe I have. All I know is my sons, and one day yours, will be raised to be strong, powerful warriors. Effectively, on this island… women are the husbands, men are the wives. That is even how their language works in some cases. I am a husband, and you will soon be two…”

What next, what about Lyndsey?

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