User blog:Ore-samma/My Echidna (no lewd) (training)

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This one was really hard to do. A challenge indeed.

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Hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-Samma

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I sighed as I watched the new batch of recruits file into the initiation room.

Ugh…..none of them were the one.

“Well Headmistress of the Triune path? What say you?”

I glanced at Egland, pompous ass. “Train them in the schools they are divided into.” I stood and Egland stepped in my way.

“Headmistress. You must soon select an apprentice.”

I nodded and drew my sword. “And so I will Egland. But the Triune Path is not something that can be taken up by just anyone. Stand in my way again to your own peril.”

Egland stood aside and I walked into the courtyard. I needed some fresh air.

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As I strode I heard a loud commotion and noticed a vagrant boy, holding off two of the academy’s finest swordsmen with a bit of a stick.

He ducked- parried- swung, and adjusted his stance, tripping one of the students and tried to get away.

I watched the fight unfold as the young boy tried his best, but was ultimately beaten… he was just too young and scrawny.

One of the students was about to land a savage blow to his head when I caught his wrist and shoved him aside.

“Depart from my presence, Dalton.” I hissed.

“My lady!” Dalton blurted out. “He is a thief and struck first.”

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I groaned internally. The academy of today was nothing like the academy I first arrived at. The students used to exemplify honor and virtue….now…. The place was pumping out little more than well-trained bullies. “No consideration that the boy is staving? Get out of my sight.”

I turned to the boy who hugged a small wheel of cheese to his chest.

“What is your name, young man.” I said.

“Victor” He said in a low, yet cute voice.

“My name is Elisa. I saw you work with that stick. Who taught you?”

Victor shook his head. “No one did. I just needed to get this to my sister and mother.”

“You have a family?”

Victor nodded.

“Show me.”

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We made our way through the market and I purchased a few more parcels of food on the way, we soon reached a small hovel that was more debris than structure. I ducked through the low opening to see a dirty disheveled woman and a girl, even younger than the boy.

“Good afternoon. My name is Elisa. I am here to feed you and your family.” I said to the woman, and began my preparations.

Throughout the evening, I was regarded with a sort of ‘helpless’ suspicion. Victor’s mother kept demanding to know what Victor did beyond stealing the cheese, and I refused to answer any of her questions…. I could wait till everyone was well fed.

The meal consisted of a rich, thick beef stew; enough for a week for this family. I watched as they ate with almost full abandon. By the time it was over, everyone’s stomach was rather rounded and they were at last ready to hear what I had to say.

“As I said; my name is Elisa. I am the Triune Path Grandmaster. I saw your son defend himself against two students of the Academy. It is my intention to train him.”

“We have no money for that.” Victor’s mother said.

I nodded. “I understand. But I wasn’t going to have him enroll in the academy. I intend to take him with me, and train him as my apprentice.”

“He is my son!”

I took a step closer to her. “Can you give him a better life than I?”

“You can’t love him!”

My vision went red. I was a hairbreadth away from slaying the presumptuous woman who dared suggest that I- that I…..

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“But you do.” I whispered, keeping my voice calm. “So tell me, what would be best for him? Under my apprenticeship, your son will not have to go hungry. He will learn the Triune Path, and-” I held out a bag and placed it on the table. “You and your daughter will have a better life.”

The mother shook her head and went to Victor and knelt before him. “Victor, you are not mine to give away. Not even for food or all the riches in the world. You decide.”

Victor looked to me and back to his mother. “I can’t stand to see you or Bella starve. I will go with her.”

Victor’s mother cried, and Bella cried. Victor took the bag and looked inside. “Mythril?”

I nodded and looked at Victor’s mother. “There is a man in the city. His name is Prichett. Only sell your Mythril to him, and him alone. He knows better than to cheat those I send to him. Fail to do so, and risk losing all that you have and more.”

I looked at Victor and motioned with my head. “Say your goodbyes and come with me. We have a long road ahead of us.”

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(pov shift)

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As I followed Elisa I felt a strange battle in my heart. On one hand, my mother and sister were going to have a much better life! They would have food, shelter, and many comforts. I would study under Elisa to be some sort of swordsman, and who knows what else?

But the cost was the loss of my home, and being near my family.

“There!” Elisa said, finished with packing her bag. She held it out to me. “Carry it. Your training begins now.”’

I shouldered the bag and moved with the lady. We passed through the city and into the night. Each step the bag grew slightly heavier. My back felt as though a knife was through it…. And still I walked.

Just as the night sky was smeared with the morning light, I thought we would stop… but she kept walking, and I kept struggling.

I wanted to cry, to beg for rest, or just a sip of water!

But I walked anyway. I walked until I suddenly saw the ground rush to meet me, unable to even place my hands to try to break my fall.

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“Very good Victor. Very very good.” I heard Elisa say as she removed the pack from my back. “Stand up.”

I stood, feeling the stabbing pains return two fold as my muscles screamed in agony against the sudden return of blood flow.

Without a word, Elisa continued to walk with the pack, and I followed.

By the time we stopped, I knew nothing but pain. My arms, my back, my neck, my feet, my legs and my knees. But I knew… I just knew that damn woman was just waiting for me to complain. I resolved to continue until I passed out, or until she wanted to stop.

At last, she stopped. We were in a clearing next to a mountain with a waterfall and stream running near by.

Elisa shrugged the pack off and dug out a blanket and handed it to me.

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“Sleep, we are going to start training tomorrow.”

I was just about to protest, stating that she already said my training begun with the pack, but I closed my mouth and nodded.

I was so hungry, but I somehow knew better than to ask for food. I found a dry spot of ground and bundled up as best as I could.

All through the rest of the day my body screamed in agony though. My muscles couldn’t understand what had happened and made me pay dearly for it.

My day passed in agony and the night passed in shivering agony from the mountain air.

I felt my body begin to relax just as the morning light came, when I felt Elisa nudge my body with her foot.

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The next few weeks were brutal. With little to no instruction I had to build a small house, and my training equipment with just a hatchet and dagger as my instruments.

Autumn quickly became winter, and in an insane twist. Elisa declared that I would be allowed to rest all winter as long as I meditated under the waterfall three times a day for one hour each time.

The waterfall was brutal. I swore that must have suffered brain damage from the ice cold water cascading on my head, but as the winter wore on, I felt as though this exercise was necessary. My thoughts turned from the scrambled mess of how cold the water was, and how much pain I was feeling to a soft contemplation of what was around me.

It was as if I could no longer feel the water or hear it. But the stillness of the entire valley was within my perception.

Once I described the sensation, I saw Elisa smile for the first time. She went with me the next time and instead of sitting lotus under the waterfall, she now had me take fighting stances under the rushing water, showing me what was correct.

I found that standing under the water brought the chaotic pandemonium I mastered with lotus. It was like I had to learn all over again, but this time I had to be mindful of my every moment of every aspect of every stance that Elisa taught me.

Strangely enough, I would go to meditate under the waterfall, and find that the day seemed to pass by in an instant. What  became three times a day for one hour, now became an all day- every day event for me stopping only to eat or rest.

Winter melted to spring and with the spring I finally mastered the stances.

Spring turned to summer and I finally mastered the movements from one stance to the next.

Summer to Autumn and Lady Elisa had me climb a rope to the top of the waterfall.

Autumn to Winter saw me climb the rope upside down.

Back to spring and I now was climbing up the sheer cliff face while the water was running over my body.

Then blindfolded

Then with one arm

Then with one arm and one leg

Then upside down

All the while, when I wasn’t spending my time soaking wet, or shaking with physical exertion, Elisa taught me vague concepts of morality, and knowing to tune into the positive that is within the world.

As I grew, she smiled more. She would say how much of a strong boy I was getting to be, that I would make a fine man.

“Lady Elisa” I said one day, handing her the tea I made to ease her cough. “….do you ever have a dream about a beautiful lady with yellow eyes?”

Elisa gulped her current mouthful of tea and set it down. “No, why do you ask?”

I focused my thoughts. “Every night I see the face of this beautiful woman. With yellow eyes. She comes to me….she brushes her hand over my forehead and hair in this strange way, she kisses my forehead, then my lips and whispers something I can’t quite make out.”

Elisa sighed. “That sounds like a beautiful dream!” She purred, and took another sip of tea.

“You sure you don’t know anything about that?

Elisa shrugged. “Not a thing. Dreams are dreams boy, keep mindful of the present.”

I nodded and felt a small laugh bubble from my chest. “Yes, of course!”

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The seasons progressed, and one day as I was hanging upside down, trying a particularly difficult maneuver I suddenly felt my arm grabbed by a vine.

I looked up- no...not a vine…. It was a snake woman! An Echidna!

“You look tasty!” The snake woman hissed. “Good enough to eat!”

I cried out and swung my body and landed my foot to her jaw. I fell to the water below and was just about to call out to Elisa when the Echidna’s coils wrapped around me and began to squeeze.

The door to our house opened and Elisa stepped out, her eyes widened in shock and she charged forward, with her sword at the ready.

“Ah-ah-ahhh!” The Echidna hissed. “One more ssstep! And I will ssssnap this boysssss little neck.” She said, her coils wrapping around my throat.

“Take me instead.” Elisa said, dropping her sword.

“Now why would I do a ssssilly thing like that? Young boyssss are sssso much more tassssty than old women.”

“He is a young fool. He will come after you to save me, and you can have us both.”

“Hmmmm” The snake woman said, hoisting me in the air upside down. “You do have a point!”

In a flurry of motion the snake woman released me, and snatched my trainer, and took off towards the far ridge of the mountain.

“Boy! You let me go! You hear me! You let me die!” Elisa cried out as I lay gasping for breath.

After a while, I stood and immediately gathered my supplies and took off after Lady Elisa with her sword in my hand...a fool after all.

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I panted, finally reaching where the snake woman’s trail ended.

I fought countless strange beasts and monsters. But they always seemed to fade into mist each time I landed the killing blow.

The training Lady Elisa gave me was all about focus, determination, and will. I never realized… all this time I thought she was training my body, but it was my mind that received the most benefit.

I looked into the last room in the cavern and saw the Echidna waiting for me, with Lady Elisa sitting with her hands tied and her mouth gagged..

“Greetings Victor, welcome.” She hissed, and flashed forward charging with a spear.

I reacted and brought the fight to her, my reflexes and skill were tested to the absolute limit.

I never had any idea how fast and strong an Echidna could be. I was just barely a match for her…. It was going to come down to whoever tired out first….. And suddenly an idea came to me.

I allowed the battle to reach a small rock outcropping and dodged into her sweeping tail to ensure that she-

“What- OW!” She cried out.

Now’s my chance! I flourished my blade and stabbed the Echidna in the midsection of her tail and jumped and landed on top of her. I raised my sword and-

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Her eyes flashed yellow, and she caressed my forehead and ran her fingers through my hair. ''“Very good my darling boy…. please...have mercy on me...please…. be my hero….be my love.”''

My mind suddenly folded in upon itself…. It was her!

“Y-you!” I cried out, dropping the sword and started to back away, but her coils wrapped around me.

“Yes, Victor…. It’s me. I’ve been watching you since I rescued you from those two academy thugs….you have grown into such a fine hero… a fine young man…. And I am so proud of you.”

I looked around and saw Lady Elisa rise from her sitting position and walk over to the Ecidna and slowly fade into the snake….like a ghost.

“You were Lady Elisa?” I said as she neared, and stroked my forehead and hair again...kissing my cheek.

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“Yes. Please forgive me that you didn’t know until now…. I saw the potential in you….and I wanted you to be the best you could ever be...I wanted you for myself.”

The tenderness of her touch evoked such strong nostalgia for me that I couldn’t help but weep and relax in her coils.

“I….I- I don’t know what to say.” I whispered.

Elisa smiled and her eyes glowed yellow. “Here, allow me to let you remember.”

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An overwhelming flood of memories returned. Memories of Lady Elisa protecting me from bandits along the way to the small house, how they beat my back and legs...….memories of her setting my broken bones whenever I fell from the cliff, and her tender ministrations of love.

The many times she confessed her love for me...the many tears she cried when she said that she couldn’t let me remember our most intimate moments together until I was ready…. the many times that I told her that I loved her in return….and how I swore that I would be the hero she saw in me….for her…..for love.

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“Come back to me, Victor” Elisa begged. “….please….I don’t want to hide from you anymore. Please…. Rescue me from this loneliness.”

I exhaled and closed my eyes and let my mind remember the love I had for her.

I opened them and smiled and leaned in to kiss her as if for the first time… as if it was one of the many times I had before.

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“Elisa….please….I remember….. I want it to stay like this.” I begged. “Please, I love you so much….please, am I strong enough? Am I worthy enough?”

Elisa nodded with tears in her eyes and held me close.

I sighed, as we held each other…..our love going beyond the need to satisfying carnal desire.

There would be a lifetime to enjoy each other’s flesh as we had so many times before.

But for now, this moment. I at last became who I needed to be.

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A man worthy of the love of my goddess...