Overlord: Blue Citadel Alternate

Ninya stood along her friends in front of the Pharmacist's house. While to them she may have been happy a moment ago and talkative, her mood had suddenly changed. Glancing over her shoulder, her eyes widened as she watched a dim aurora of light fade into existence before vanishing. Leaving behind the shape she knew to be Jack.

She smiled faintly seeing his purple eyes pop open. She reached up and grasped the silver tag around her neck, displayed on her mantle, and pulled it off before placing it on the hitch of the wagon.

The girl kind of figured he had lied about being abandoned on the side of the road by a carriage driver. Not that he could very well explain to her how he suddenly appeared there on the ground, laying out like a piece of tarp.

She was already having second thoughts about dying, but she saw that as normal. No one really wants to die, it was a permanent solution which usually scares people because of its permanency.

Ninya already knew what was coming and even as he was getting up, she walked in towards the house. Her eyes forward and her head lowered. She wasn't looking forward to the pain.

She closed her eyes as she heard the voice of Lady Clementine. The sound of her laughing, her bloodl.u.s.t leaking off of her. She turned her head as all of her friends were inside. Casually she watched as a male in red robes closed the door behind them as her Leader was telling her to run with Nphirea.

This would've marked the beginning of their slaughter.

Her blue eyes reflected the evil grin he wore. The unspeakable things that were going to happen to all four of them. She closed her eyes and looked forward. Peter and the others were already going to engage the female.

"This is annoying..." A voice from outside uttered as the Silence Spell that had been cast on the building was broken, visibly shattering to those within. "Didn't you say your life was mine? YOU said you were mine! And who said you had the right to make decisions for me? It didn't effect my things? What about MY feelings?"

"What wa--" Khajiit turned to look at the door only for the black and violet staff to pike right through the wooden surface and into his head. Skewering him like a kabob.

Lady Clementine stared from the corner of the room in the door way. Did the Necromancer which was going to cover her escape from the City just get stabbed in the face? He was supposed to be her distraction! "Wahahaha, looks like it's time for me to..." Her voice faded as she heard one of her stilettos being unsheathed from behind. "Hm?"

Turning around she was face to face with a jewel eyed crystalline skeleton with a transparent bluish membrane, white hair and enigmatic amethyst colored eyes.

"Eh…?"

"It's a p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e killing you again," Jack's head lulled to the side as he jabbed the blade through her scale mailed c.h.e.s.t plate, over and over again until she finally collapsed dead on the ground. Dropping the weapon, he stepped out into view. Glaring at the group as the membrane's color slowly returned to its normal opacity and he finally looked human again.

Dyne, Lukrut and Peter all had their weapons at the ready. Their weapons pointed at him as he appeared to be a member of the undead.

Jack knew though, he would never want to say goodbye. Even if it meant that she died a thousand times or if he were to have to die to save her. As her friends didn't appear to accept that he saved them from certain doom, he took a step forward.

"Stay back! Ninya, get Mister Nphirea out of here!" Peter shouted with his sword's edge held vertically, ready to lunge forward and stab the skeleton man, or whatever he could possibly be. He had never seen an undead with a form that morphed like this at all. Never had he read about them either. Perhaps it was a new form of Night Lich?

With the lack of response from Ninya, Peter glanced over his shoulder towards Ninya who was just standing there, watching Jack. She had this run down look on her face that he had never seen before. Yet there was this warmth in her eyes, in her heart, which he had never seen either. "Ninya?"

"… I thought I told you not to..."

"I never agreed to it," Jack stepped forward, causing her entire group to lurch backward, but she didn't move at all as he came closer and closer. "Did you hear me promise anything?"

Ninya let out a quiet sigh, wearing a blank smile on her face as she would squeeze passed Peter.

Peter as she pressed passed him, was pretty sure he felt something soft rub by his arm. Was it just his imagination or was there a tidbit more flesh hidden beneath that tunic of hers?

Ninya would close her eyes as she stood directly in front of him. She winced slightly as she heard the stiletto he used to kill Clementine clambered to the floor. "You now..." She shuttered, "Scaring my friends like that.. Is pretty rude... Jack."

Jack rolled his eyes and shook his head as he put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her face first into his c.h.e.s.t. Hugging onto her as her friends slowly lowered their weapon.

"Ninya… What's going on? Who's this Jack?" Peter cautiously stepped forward as he sheathed his sword in its scabbard. The Swords of Darkness followed suit by putting their weapons away.

She turned her head to look over at Peter as she just leaned into Jack for the time being. "He's..." She puckered her lips in thought before looking up at Jack once more, then back to Peter.

"I'm Ninya's lover," Jack spoke up as she didn't seem to continue speaking. He had a cheeky grin across his lips though as he watched their eyes widen and look between the two of them.

"That skeleton's out of the closet!" Lukrut commented with a laugh before the staff which skewered Khajiit came flying passed his head and into the hand of Jack. He immediately paled at this, sweat forming over his brow.

Ninya burst out giggling in a fit whilst Jack was tucking his staff into his item box.

"You know..." Jack looked down at her, "Now that you've done what you did… I'm pretty sure, you're a v.i.r.g.i.n again." That cheeky grin turned into a smug smirk.

"That's..." Ninya's giggling immediately ceased as she looked up at him as he had said this in front of the others. "Why you..."

"I also healed you a day afterward, so wouldn't that also have done it?"

"HEY!" Ninya threw her hands over her head and pressed them against his mouth. Her face was blazing red as she was looking over her shoulder towards her friends.

Dyne on the other hand just wore a smile on his face as if it made no difference to him.

While they didn't know what he meant by what she did, they weren't really going to ask. Considering the fact that Jack was now talking about how Ninya was now a v.i.r.g.i.n? What was going on now?

"So your lover is an undead?" Peter asked as he rested his weapon hand idly at his side.

"He's not undead," Ninya pursed her lips as she looked over at him. "He's very much alive."

"And he's not going to try and kill us?" Peter leaned slightly to the side, skeptically looking at the heteromorphic being who looked entirely human except for his glowing eyes which made the dark room relatively eerie to say the least. Next to the fact that they had two dead bodies in there with them.

Ninya couldn't believe what she was hearing, but at the same time she could. This version of Peter hadn't been resurrected by Jack. Neither had the rest of her friends. She slowly lowered her hands from Jack's mouth as she turned to face her friends while leaning back into him. Ultimately pressing him against the wall and folding his hands around her waist.

"We should probably leave," Jack whispered as he leaned down, blowing air into her short hair.

Shaking her head rapidly from the sensation of cool air tickling her scalp, she headbutted him with the back of her head. "Leave?" She asked looking up at him with a brow raised.

"I promised I would teach you magic when I got back."

"Where are we going to go?"

"Well… There are plenty of places to go… Maybe we could go to the Royal Capital?"

Nphirea would slowly get up off the ground, batting away some of the dust and grim that got on him from fainting to the floor. "Huh?" His eyes rested on Ninya who was within Jack's arms. "Who's that?"

Ninya just stared up at Jack. "Where would we stay?" She knew he hadn't been there before.

"At an Inn?" Jack said with a brow raised as he looked over her for a few moments.

Peter scratched his chin slightly, "How about we all set out for the Royal Capital tomorrow morning?" Even though the skeleton man had proclaimed that he was his teammate's lover, he didn't trust him. Mostly because of his undead nature, or apparent undead nature. The probability of this being a ruse was pretty good, since all an undead would have to do is use a charm spell.

Lukrut raised a brow before chuckling at this. "Sounds like a good plan to me."

Dyne shrugged as he crossed his arms. "I've got no where better to be but by the friends I've made."

Ninya smiled brightly at this. Though in the back of her head, she was still crying over their deaths despite the fact that they were right there in front of her. They were here alive.

"Mister Momon!" Nphirea announced causing everyone's heads to turn to look at the Dark Hero.

Nabe's hand was on the hilt of her weapon, staring at the new person present after looking over the bodies. What had happened here, possibilities were going through her mind.

Momon placed a hand on Nabe's shoulder however. "Do I know you?" He addressed Jack as he found those eyes slightly familiar. It was clear that Momon and Nabe had their memories reset, that or it had only been Jack and Ninya who had been sent back in time.

"Don't you though?" Jack responded with an acknowledged smile across his lips.

Momon stared through him for a few moments. "I suppose I do, there are very few people who respond that way who aren't a Cipher named Jack..."

"Cipher?" Peter raised a brow, "Like a Cryptographer?"

"Something like that," Jack seemed to have won back his cheeky grin as he was looking over the confused adventurers. Now, what could they possibly do in the Capital of all places?