Oen`ashka chap 1

Chapter one1

Slumping onto her black leather couch she dumped a pile of hundreds on the table. 2

“Looks like a good turnover. Now time to look at the real prize.” She said to her self as her amethyst necklace found its way into her greedy hand. 3

“Kashui I brought you more power.” she whispered to the onyx fountain in her wall. In the fountain was a small statue of a woman the goddess Kashui.  Oen`ashka poured the green smoky liquid from her pendant into the fountain. She was rewarded with a soft tremble in the air around her and a haughty voice wafting upon the waves of air. 4

“Mashak oyr akiesh goiun akae5

Kashui answagi a gjur miek. 6

You battled me knowing well7

Your soul would not find heaven nor hell” 8

Thank you for the sustenance my dearest Oen`ashka. You will be handsomely rewarded for you service. 9

“It was nothing my lady.” Oen`ashka stated with reverence. “I will make sure to bring you more soon but there are few worthy of your consumption.” 10

“I understand. Do not fret my child. I will send you a good fight if you wish, one harder than you have ever fought. I can send you the perfect opponent. All you have to do is ask.” The voice informed a stone faced Oen`ashka. 11

“You think I am ready my lady?” she asked. 12

“I do.” Kashui stated. 13

“ Then I wish nothing more than to take the challenge.” She said determinedly. 14

“Your wish will be granted in due time. Remember never close your eyes not even to sleep.  Ue`ilkio de grayshe.” Bade the goddess.15

“Thank you, Sleep with grace as well my queen.” concluded Oen`ashka. 16

She raised herself and walked to the opposite wall looking in the mirror she examined the beauty that had won her another fight. She let down her long shadowy hair. It framed her porcelain skin accented with wine pools for eyes. She slipped off her blouse and her bra studying the change of her figure since her years of normalcy. It was amazing how her once frail body was now a seductive killing machine. 17

“Hmm. Kashui did bless me.” she laughed as she slipped into her bed of crimson silk. 18

She quickly fell asleep her tiny hand clutching her dagger something that she trusted and loved. The dagger with its beautiful carvings of a battle raging imprinted in its blade. 19

“My Oen`ashka is ready for her goddess of strength and weakness to test her. I hope she passes.” 20

The goddess sighed as she absorbed the last of the green smoke. The human soul the one thing that could sustain her until she picks her next replacement.21