The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 1

It has been twenty-two long years since the end of the Chaos War. The hero of that battle, Lyden Snow, has become the ambassador between the Shadow World and Earth. Many look down on him because of his multiple wives, but there is no denying the power he wields in two worlds. All that power is political, however, as he no longer possess the strengths of being a generator.

In the second installment of The Succubae Seduction Saga, it is Lyden’s children that must take up the reigns of destiny in order to save two worlds from foes old and new. The twins, Sheldon and Shelly, are thrust into the intrigue and backstabbing world of politics, while trying to save those they love. Without the power of a generator in the world, can they save all, or will two worlds fall?


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Chapter 01
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Ogre the Top

Sheldon Lance grinned at the hideous monster before him. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he taunted the ogre. He swapped hands with his sword, and then back again. This was going to be fun.

“Mmm, yummy!” Drool splattered from the ogre’s open maw as it bellowed. The thing was just as ugly as the rest of its kin; with a brow that hung far over its deep set eyes, and a complexion that would make even the most acne riddled human teen blanch. It towered over Sheldon, or Eldon as he preferred to be called, by almost ten feet. Its biceps were bigger around than Eldon’s waist. The ground shook as the thing took a step towards its prey.

“Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance,” he told the dumb monster. Technically he was only here to stop the beast from hurting visitors, on Aunt Lysa’s orders, but Eldon wouldn’t lose any sleep if he had to put one dumb ogre down. He’d killed before.

The ogre swept a meaty palm at him, trying to smash him, but he deftly moved aside. The thing was fast and tried to backhand him, but Eldon was faster. He stepped in and prodded one of the huge fingers with his sword.

“Owie!” the ogre bellowed, pulling its hand back.

“Are you going to keep attacking visitors?” Eldon asked, giving the sword a flourish.

“Would you quit twirling me around like that?” his sister demanded. Shelly, his twin sister, had formed herself into the sword he held and was able to speak by creating vibrations in her blade. Sometimes when she transformed she made a mouth, but considering the places he was going to be sticking her, he couldn’t blame her for not using a mouth. “You’re going to make me sick. Bad enough you’re going to shove me into that disgusting creature! And quit taunting it. Let’s get this over with and get back home.”

“Sorry, Shells,” he replied, using his pet name for her. “I’ll try to make this quick.”

“Yummy visitors!” the ogre bellowed, coming for Eldon again. He almost felt bad about having to kill such a dumb animal. Almost.

“Eldon, behind you!” Shelly screamed.

Eldon didn’t hesitate. He trusted his sister without reservations. He dropped to his knees, and then shoved hard against the ground, dodging to the side.

The maneuver saved his life. Another ogre, one he hadn’t seen or was even aware of, picked itself off the ground right where Eldon had been. This one was bigger than the first by a couple feet. Eldon would have been crushed if not for Shelly’s warning.

“Yummy,” the second ogre grinned, licking its lips. Dirt still clung to its rotund belly where it had landed. The thing had tried to do a belly flop on him!

“Something’s not right,” Shelly muttered. “That ogre literally just appeared right behind you.”

“No problem,” Eldon tried to grin. He couldn’t let his sister know how shaken he was from that near miss. “As long as you’re watching my back, I can take on two ogres. Three might be trouble, but I can handle—“

“Duck!”

Eldon rolled, again dodging to the side and out of the way. And again, his sister’s timely warning saved his life.

“What the hell!” he exclaimed as he came back up to his feet. “How did two ogres sneak up on us?” The creatures were huge and lumbering. They didn’t know the meaning of being quiet.

“I don’t know, but this is more than we can handle,” Shelly informed him. As if he didn’t already know that! “Ouch, you’re squeezing my head too hard!”

“Sorry,” he said, loosening his hold. “It’s not my fault you put your head as the grip.”

“I’d rather have my feet plunged into one of those smelly monsters, than my head,” she retorted.

Eldon dodged to the side as the third ogre swung an uprooted tree trunk at him. Dirt from the uprooted roots splattered him. He had to squint his eyes to keep it out.

“Dodge back,” Shelly said and Eldon obeyed.

“Another one?” He asked, looking around, but it had only been another attack by the third. This one was the biggest by far, easily five feet taller than the first. “We’re in some serious trouble,” he muttered, as the second ogre took a swing at him.

“Lysa, are you there?” Eldon called, barely avoiding another blow from the tree trunk. “We could sure use some help right about now!”

The wind was silent in response.

“We’ve got incoming,” Shelly warned.

“Shit, just what I need!” Eldon swore. “Another fucking ogre!”

“You know Dad wouldn’t approve of you swearing,” Shelly said, but it was obvious that she was just as rattled as he was. “This isn’t an ogre.”

“Who?” Eldon had just enough time to ask, before he saw her. Long black hair flowed out behind her as she ran. Long, darkly tanned legs flashed beneath a skirt made of some type of black furred animal skin.

“Looks like you could use some help,” the stranger offered, brandishing two large daggers.

“Sure,” he quipped, trying to flash her a smile. It was ruined by having to dodge an attack from the original ogre they’d been sent to stop. “Lemme just clean up this refuse, and we can talk—oomph!”

Eldon was a bit too slow dodging the next attack, and it struck him in the gut. He recovered quickly, rolling back to his feet and brandishing his sword.

“Focus! If you’re done being cocky, maybe you could actually fight,” Shelly chided him.

The stranger looked around trying to identify where Shelly’s voice was coming from.

“Yeah, yeah,” Eldon said, feeling his cheeks flush from embarrassment. He should have been able to dodge that one. Maybe he was wearing out.

“I’ll take the big guy, if you think you can keep the other two off my back,” the strange woman told him. Before he could respond, she dodged getting smashed by the tree trunk. His jaw fell open as she jumped onto the tree and began running up it at the massive ogre.

There are a few things I’d like to do with that backside, he thought, watching her move. The second ogre reached for her and Eldon remembered her request. With only two ogres to worry about, he had enough time to attack. He stepped in, bringing the sword around and severing the tendons in the ogre’s wrist.

“Yow, yow, yowie!” the beast bellowed, yanking his arm back.

Eldon stepped forward to shove his blade into its heart, but the first ogre took a swipe at him. He had to move fast, to avoid getting crushed by the thick palm.

“Ger off me,” the biggest ogre bellowed. Eldon didn’t have time to look as the first ogre used its speed to reverse its attack.

He dodged to the side again, but this time he took a swipe at the monster’s hand, leaving a long gash.

The ground shuddered from something as he followed up his attack, and this time his sword sank up to the cross guard in the ogre’s chest. His sword slipped free of the mortal wound as he pulled it out. He spun on the spot, facing the last standing ogre.

“Shelly! Spear!” he commanded, pulling his right arm back. The weight in his hand shifted. With all his strength, he threw his sister at the ogre, aiming for its chest.

Just before the spear impacted, Eldon saw the other woman climb onto the ogre’s back. Her daggers flashed as she slit its fat throat and the spear buried itself in the ogre’s chest. Between the two of them, the monster never stood a chance.

“I’d call that one and a half for each of us,” the girl said as she cleaned her daggers off on a filthy piece of what the last ogre had considered clothing. “Of course, I took down the biggest one, so I think that puts me ahead.”

“I killed one, while facing two,” Eldon replied, trying not to laugh at her bravado. “I think that brings us back to even.”

“Yuck! I’m never going to get this stink out,” Shelly complained as she extracted herself from the ogre. She’d changed back into her true form. Shoulder length brown hair was matted to her head with sweat and blood. From her waist down, she was covered in ogre gore. “I hate when you throw me like that!”

The stranger spun on her, daggers out and ready. “Where did you come from?”

“Relax,” Eldon told her, holding an empty palm out to show he meant no harm. “She’s with me.”

The girl’s blue eyes flashed between them for a moment. After a few tense seconds, she grimaced and put away her daggers.

“Damn, you’re taken. I was hoping to get some cock after that fight. Something about killing monsters gets my blood going, but I don’t mess with men who are taken.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Eldon said. “It’s not like that! We’re siblings! Eww!” The thought of getting it on with his twin sister did not appeal to him.

“Your sister?” the girl asked. “I don’t see any resemblance. You don’t even have the same skin color.”

Eldon looked down at himself, and recalled changing his shape to that of a body builder. It was his favorite form to fight in. His arms were dark and matted with hair, whereas his sister was fair toned. It only took a moment of concentration to shift into his natural state.

“So, you’re a shape shifter, huh?” she asked, and then glanced at Shelly. “Both of you?”

“Kind of,” he replied. “I—“

“Something like that,” Shelly interrupted him. “Who are you?”

Eldon knew that look on his sister’s face. She didn’t trust this stranger.

“Shells, relax. She saved us. Don’t be rude. Dad wouldn’t like that either,” he told her, getting back at her for her comment about him swearing.

“It was rather convenient,” Shelly responded. “How do we know she didn’t bring the other ogres?”

“You’ll have to excuse her,” Eldon told the other woman. “She gets grumpy when anyone attractive is around.”

“No, I get grumpy when I don’t know what’s going on,” she shot back. “Eldon, those ogres appeared out of nowhere. We were sent to fight one, but suddenly there were three. This was a trap.”

“Well, if she meant us any harm, why did she save us?” Eldon shot back. “She could have stayed back, and watched us become their ‘yummies’!”

“Okay,” the other girl interrupted. “You have me convinced. You’re siblings. You can quit squabbling now.”

Eldon’s cheeks burned at the laughter in her voice. Turning to look at her, he saw her holding her sides, trying to keep her laughter down. He realized what he had at first taken for a good tan, was actually her natural skin tone.

“Look,” she said when she could get enough air, “I saw someone in trouble, and thought I’d help. No big deal. You can go on your way, and I’ll continue on mine.” She turned to walk away, but Eldon called after her.

“Wait! What’s your name?”

“Jessica,” she called over her shoulder. “Jessica Angel.”

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“Tell me again,” Aunt Lysa said to the twins after making their report. “How did they appear out of nowhere?”

“I don’t know,” Shelly said. “One moment we were facing one ogre, then another one appeared out of thin air and tried to make Sheldon a pancake. The third one was the same, only it appeared with most of a tree in its hands.”

“You don’t think ogres have learned how to teleport, do you?” Eldon asked the Pillar of Air. Technically, she was the twins’ sister, not their aunt, but with her position of power, and being over twenty years older than them, they preferred to think of her as their aunt. Of course, she didn’t look any older than them. She’d been brought into the world as a full grown adult, while Shelly and Sheldon had to grow up the hard way.

Sheldon didn’t mind his childhood. He’d had a few other siblings to play with, as well as a world of magic to explore with their mother. Their dad wasn’t around much, but not because he didn’t care. He was an important man in his own right. As the father to one of the Pillars of the Shadow world, and married to another one, he was the perfect person to act as the ambassador to the Earth governments.

Over the last fifteen years, regular humans were slowly being allowed to enter the Shadow World. This broke a law over a millennium old, but their dad fought hard to get the change made, along with another of his wives, Becky. They’d argued that the two worlds needed to work together, so societies like the Paladonic Knights, or what was left of them, and the Daughters of Respite wouldn’t be so strong.

There had been a few deaths in the beginning on both sides, but every one that travelled between the worlds knew that there was a risk. For many humans, it was a chance to experience magic. For many of the more ancient supernatural creatures, it was an opportunity to return to the world they’d been born in.

“Of course they can’t teleport!” Shelly scolded him, bringing Eldon back to the present. “Not even the Pillars can teleport, though they can move incredibly fast through their own elements.”

“No, this has to be something else,” Lysa said.