Red Sonja: The 13th Sign of the Zodiac Part Five -Cancer By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of18. All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Red Sonja does not belong to me especially since I could never defeat her in battle. I think Marvel is under the mistaken impression they own her. All other characters in this story are my own creation and please feel free to make use of them in your own stories. You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com Something felt wrong to Red Sonja or at least different and when you are pinwheeling through a dimensional portal, the two are all too likely to be the same thing. As had happened before, she felt herself falling towards a figure that she perceived as being below her, but this time it was a good looking young man. When she or her spirit or whatever part of her it was that was involved in these weird visions didn't enter into it, but instead there was some kind of collission which incapacitated her for a few seconds and when she could focus once more, she found herself in her own physical body sitting on the ground. She wasn't sitting for very long, however, as she felt an incredibly strong hand lift her up by the throat and dangle her a foot off the ground while the owner of the hand glared intently at her. He was a tall, dark haired muscular man though the latter had already been made obvious from the strength of his grip on her throat. He was wearing a simple one piece robe, sandals and what appeared to be some kind of animal skin cloak. "Who are you wench and what have you done with Iocaus?" demanded the man and he gave Sonja a little shake to emphasize his lack of patience. Sonja did what came natural to her in a situation like this and she lashed out with a booted foot and caught the stranger on the chin. He dropped her and staggered back half a step, but quickly recovered and reached for her again. Sonja ducked and rolled under his grasping arm and came up drawing her sword. She was impressed in spite of herself that the man had shook off her kick so quickly asince as far as she culd remember, only that total idiot Conan had ever done that. "Back off," Sonja warned the man and waved her sword at him. "I don't have any desire to kill a man who I never met and for reasons I don't know." The man seemed to look disdainfully at Sonja's blade and unhooked a huge mace from his belt. "The reason is clear enough to me. One second, my nephew and valiant companion Iocaus was beside me and in the next he was gone and you appeared. I know not what type of demon you be or why Hera sent you to attack me, but demon you must surely be with hair as red as flame" "I didn't have anything to do with the disappearance of your precious nephew," snapped Sonja. "Well at least not anything to do with a choice on my part. I've been sent on a quest and it has bounced me from world to world and landed me in the middle of some type of stories or visions." The man frowned at Sonja's words. "Mayhap you speak the truth. I have had considerable experience of my own with the gods playing games. Still, it is hard to credit the story of someone who has the breasts and body of a succubus if the legends be accurate." Red Sonja snorted and sheathed her sword. "Typical man," she commented. "The first thing you notice about me is the size of my tits. I am Red Sonja, the greatest swordswoman in the world." "Never heard of you," replied the man who reattached his mace to his belt. "And for the record, I noticed your hair colour before the size of your boobs, as difficult as they are to miss in that skimpy armour you wear. I am Hercules, the greatest warrior and hero to trod the land." "I never heard of you either," responded Sonja. Hercules bristled at this for a moment then gave his head a shake. "Tell me about this quest you are on. I myself have embarked on a heroic quest that the bards shall speak of for as long as there are stars in the sky." "Funny you should mention stars," replied Sonja who went on to tell Hercules about her quest to visit the lands of the Zodiac "But you have landed in Greece," pointed out Hercules. "Yeah, something different happened this time," said Sonja. "I suspect that the only way for you to get your nephew back is to complete whatever your current task is. That will likely send me on my way and bring whats his name back." "Very well," agreed Hercules. "Your tale is passing strange, but so is my own. I swear by mighty Zeus, my father, that I shall succeed in my quest and kill the monstrous Hydra!" "Zeus is your father?" asked Sonja as the two of them set out down the road side by side. "Doesn't he ever keep it in his toga? He seems to have sired more bastrds than the randiest stallion I ever heard of." "He is a mighty god," replied Hercules with obvious pride and Sonja tried not to roll her eyes. That fool of a god seemed to wander around the countryside seducing, raping and impregnating any comely lass he fancied and people seemed to take actual pride in being part of the mess. It was like having your house destroyed in an earthquake and then bragging about how big the earthquake was! * * * Hercules and Sonja had been walking for several hours when they crested a hill and saw a ruined village below them. For Sonja, the sight was welcome at first as it provided a welcome break from Hercules's tales of his heroic exploits. Conan at least didn't go on and on about his deeds in battle, but Hercules seemed to feel compelled to try and impress her. Some of it sounded rather dubious to the warrior woman at the very least. Strangling two serpents sent by Hera while still in his crib? Give me a break she thought. Now as she got a closer look at the village, it became apparent that the damage was recent as there was still smoke rising from some of the many ruined huts. For a brief moment, it reminded Sonja of her own village so many years ago where she had been the only survivor of a raid. The sight seemed to sober even Hercules and by silent gestures, they split up to approach the ruined village from opposite ends to look for survivors or whoever or whatever had done this. Sonja found numerous bodies,, most badly mutilated but no one alive until she came to a hut near the center of the village. Alerted by soft crying, Red Sonja found a yung, dark haired woman buried under some debris and had just dug her out and was checking her for injuries when Hercules appeared in the doorway of the hut. "I found nothing but the dead," he reported in a tone much subdued from his usual boisterous personality. "I see only tooth and claw marks on the dead and no sign of injuries from swords or other weapons. This is almost certainly the work of the Hydra that I seek." "She seems to be the only survivor," said Sonja, turning back to the girl. "I am Red Sonja and this brute is Hercules. Can you tell us your name?" The girl made no reply, and just stared at them with terrified eyes. "I think this has been too much for her mind," said Hercules. "Well, we can't leave her here that's for sure," said Sonja looking around at the dead. "I also have no desire to spend the night in this place of death and it will be dark soon. Let's take her with us and move on while we can before camping for the night." They found a spot in a small grove of trees a few more miles down the road. They chanced a small fire, using the branches to diffuse the smoke from the fire. The girl ate only a few mouthfuls of the food Sonja offered her and still spoke no word. When Sonja pulled a blanket from her pack, the girl lay down next to her, close to the fire. Hercules was restless and got up, saying he would scout the area before trying to sleep. The girl had snuggled in close to Sonja like a child seeking comfort from its mother and the red haired warrior was almost asleep when she felt a light touch of a hand on her breast. She thought nothing of it at first, just the casual contact of the girl nestled by her side, but then it was repeated. She felt fingers trace over the upper curve of her breast and lightly touch her armour covered nipple sending an unexpected jolt of pleasure through her body. "Girl, are you doing that deliberately?" asked Sonja, but there was no verbal reply. Instead, Sonja felt fingers gently slip her breast from the cup of her bikini top and then a warm mouth close around the erect nipple and begin to suckle on it. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," moaned Sonja trying to be as quiet as she could so as not to be heard by Hercules or anything else prowling the night. After a few more seconds of her breast being sucked on, Sonja felt fingers on her other breast and it too was slipped from its concealment and those soft fingers began to gently pinch the nipple and stroke the soft flesh. Red Sonja wasn't sure this was a good idea, not because it didn't feel good since it certainly did, but it almost felt like she was taking advantage of the traumatized girl. She was about to say this and try and disengage herself when the girl's other hand slowly finger walked across Sonja's bare stomach, sending more jolts of pleasure into the warrior's body. Sonja found herself holding her breath as those fingers reached her bikini bottom and slid inside. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," moaned Sonja, having to bite down on her lower lip to keep from screaming her pleasure into the night air as those fingers found her clit and began to rub it gently. This triple assault on her breasts and clit continued for several minutes and Sonja felt her body careening towards a much wanted orgasm. She wasn't far short of reaching that goal when she felt the girl's fingers and mouth leave her body and Sonja wanted to cry out a protest to beg her not to stop. Sonja's protest at the cessation of pleasure died stillborn as she felt the girl shift and move to kneel between her legs, pulling them apart as she did so. Heart pounding with lust and desire, Sonja felt the girl tug down her bikini bottoms and then the brief return of those talented fingers to her clit. That touch faded again and Sonja heard the rustle of cloth and looking up from her back, she saw the now naked girl's body outlined against the night sky. In a trick of the light, it almost seemed to Sonja for a second, that she saw an owl perched on the woman's shoulder, but then the naked warmth of the girl was pressed down on top of her. A soft pair of lips found Sonja's and the two women began to kiss. After a while, Sonja felt the girl's tongue press against her lips, demanding entrance and Sonja was more than willing to comply. The warm, wet intruder slipped into her mouth and ran around the walls of her mouth and danced with her own tongue while their naked bodies ground tighter together. Still kissing Sonja deeply, the girl began to rock her body back and forth against Sonja under her. Her smaller, but oh so perfectly round and soft breasts pressed into Red Sonja's much larger breasts and her two nipples felt like fire against Sonja's skin. A fire that didn't burn, but only served to further Sonja's lust and need for pleasure to new heights. Sonja could feel the wetness of the girl's pussy rubbing against her own sex, their juices mingling. Clit rubbed on clit in an erotic dance that drove Sonja closer and closer to a climax. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming," moaned Sonja into the girl's mouth and then she felt her juices squirting from her to soak the girl and a moment later felt a soft rain of liquid strike her own skin as the girl also came. "That, that was fantastic," whispered Sonja when she could speak again, her arms wrapped around the girl who still lay full length on top of her. "I am glad you enjoyed it Sonja," said the girl as she stared straight down into Sonja's light blue eyes. The voice, however, was not that of a young girl, but that of an older woman, filled with years of experience and wisdom. "Who, who are you?" asked Sonja looking up into the girl's dark eyes. "You can call me Parthenos," the not girl replied. "You are headed into great danger Sonja, not just with the Hydra, but beyond that. The solution to what is happening is beyond even my wisdom at the moment, so there is unfortunately not much help that I can offer you. What I can offer is this. When you leave this camp in the morning, take plenty of dry wood with you. The Hydra is laired in a wet, swampy region and you will need that wood to defeat it. More than that, I cannot tell you." Sonja opened her mouth to ask a hundred other questions that were rattling around in her mind, but Parthenos lowered her mouth and kissed her again tenderly on the lips. Sonja found herself drifting off to sleep and when she awoke, the girl was gone and Hercules was grinning down at her. It took Sonja a moment to realize the cause of that stupid grin on his face and the bulge in his robe then she scrambled quickly back into her armour, little concealment though it was. "Where is Parthenos?" she asked sitting up. "Who?" asked Hercules and then he frowned. "Oh, the girl? She took the time to give you her name did she? I am surprised since she seems to have been so busy with other things." Sonja was aboutt to launch a scathing retort when she saw his grin fade and a puzzled look cross his features. "She said her name was Parthenos?" "Yes, is that significant for you?" asked Sonja as she got to her feet and saw dawn was just creeping over the horizon. "Yes," admitted Hercules, "but that could not have been her ...," his voice trailed off. He gave Sonja another look, this time more thoughtful than what had seemed to be his normal lustful glance at her body. "Did she say anything else to you?" "She said the Hydra lived in a wet, swampy area and that we should take plenty of dry wood with us, but didn't say why," said Sonja. "I doubt she meant for a fire to make tea for the creature." * * * "Well from the smell, I think it is safe to assume your buddy is in that cave," said Sonja as she and Hercules peered over a slight ridge in the ground. "Not that this whole place doesn't reek, but the odor is tenfold emenating from that cave mouth. I hope you have some great heroic plan, because I don't much like the idea of fighting a monster in a confined space like that." "Nor would I ask you to," replied Hercules. "This labour is mine and must be completed by me alone or it may be judged I have cheated." "You must really have pissed someone off at you," replied Sonja. "He is merely jealous of my strength and ability," said Hercules with a smug look. "Goddes, you are full of yourself!" snorted Sonja. "So, do you have a plan Mr. Wonderful?" "Yes," replied Hercules without hesitation. "Let's use some of the wood we lugged here to make a small fire and you shall see the greatness of Hercules." A short while later, Sonja watched as the large man approached the cave mouth with his large bow in one hand and a fistfull of flaming arrows in the other. The latter produced by wrapping some rags around the heads of the arrows and soaking them in a flask of oil that Hercules had produced from his supplies. Hercules then proceeded to fire arrow after arrow into the depths of the cave. For a few seconds, there was no reaction then something large bellowed from deep in the cave and there came the sound of movement, flesh scraping against stone. When the Hydra emerge, Sonja was doubly happy, she had not ventured into that cave and she didnt give much chance for Hercules surviving the next minute, let alone vanquishing the beast. It had a general snakelike appearance to it as it was long and sinewy, but it also possessed four legs, so it didn't crawl on its belly. There was a long tail thrashing around behind it and the Hydra was covered in green, slimy scales which to some extent reminded Sonja of the snake men she had encountered twice now. The really distinctive feature, however, of the Hydra was the head or rather heads. Perched on long necks that kept up a constant weaving motion, it took Sonja a while to come up with a total of nine, each filled with large rows of sharp teeth. The creature bellowed and charged at Hercules and Sonja could see a few singed patches on the sides of the creature where the flaming arrows had struck. It didn't appear to be injured or incapacitated to any extent as it attacked. To Sonja's surprise, Hercules sprung nimbly aside, showing more agility than she had expected from such a large man and then he swung that huge mace of his at the creature and crushed one of its heads. Hercules gave a cry of triumph as the Hydra bellowed in pain, but the triumph was short lived as to the astonishment of both of them two heads rose out of the injury and now the Hydra had ten heads. With a roar of anger, Hercules darted in and took two more massive blows at the Hydra, destroying two more heads, only to see each one replaced by two new heads. Now the Hydra had 12 ravening heads and Sonja saw that even the mighty Hercules was looking a tad worried. "Stop smashing the heads," yelled Sonja. "You are just making it worse!" "Then what the hell am I supposed to do then?" demanded the hero as he ducked and dodged the striking heads of the Hydra. "How the fuck would I know?" yelled Sonja. "You are the great hero and ...," her voice trailed off as an idea came to her. Parthenos had told them to bring wood with them, but maybe it was for more than making flaming arrows to just anger the creature. Sonja ran back to the fire and picked up the largest flaming branch and swung it in the air a few times to ignite it better. "Ok, smash another one of its heads and let me try something," called Sonja. "What can you, a mere woman do, that the great Hercules cannot?" asked Hercules in puzzlment as he dodged another attack. "Just shut the fuck up and do it!" yelled Sonja. Deciding he had nothing to lose, Hercules feinted one way and then when the Hydra struck, he smashed his mace into one of the heads, destroying it. Then to his shock and horror, he watched the scantily clad red haired woman dart in and apply the torch to the stump and dance back. Hercules watched intently, but this time no new heads emerged. "Ah, my idea seems to have worked," declared Hercules. "The cauterized wounds cannot regenerate new heads." "What do you mean, your idea?" yelled an outraged Red Sonja. "The only idea you had was to smash like some underbrained barbarian I know!" "Don't worry," said Hercules. "I will see you get a mention in the song I compose about my victory over this foul creature." "I can hardly wait," muttered Sonja and then the pair settled down into a routine of head smashing and cauterization until there were only five heads left on the monster. Suddenly, however, from seemingly out of nowhere, a second menace appeared in the form of a giant crab. The thing was as big as the Hydra and with pinchers clicking attacked Hercules. Once more his agility saved him and he managed to dance back out of the way, cursing loudly as the thing had managed to nick one of his feet. Transferring her torch to her left hand,Red Sonja gave a war cry and leaped onto the back of the crab, drawing her sword with the right hand. With one swift thrust, Sonja drove her sword down into the neck of the creature between two of its armored plates. The crab screamed in pain and reared up trying to dislodge Sonja and Hercules ran forward and bashed it with his mace. Sonja rolled away clear from the body and when she got to her feet, the crab lay there twitching and dying. After that, the pair returned to their grisly work with the Hydra until only its one original head remained. "The final head requires a magically enchanted blade," said Hercules, returning his mace to his belt and drawing a large sword that he had kept in reserve for this situation from under his lionskin cloak. The Hydra, seeming to sense its danger was now much more cautious and try as he might, Hercules couldn't get a clean shot at the thing's remaining head. Sonja sighed, dropped her torch, sheathed her sword and reached behind her back to undo her bikini top. "Hey asshole, look at these babies!" she yelled at the Hydra, as she stood there cupping her breasts. Whether it was really lust or merely the sound of her voice, the Hydra's head snapped around to take in the sight of Sonja's bared chest and Hercules charged in and removed the final head with one stroke. Even so, the Hydra wasn't dead, but with no heads left to guide it, it was merely a matter of butchery until the thing was reduced to twitching chunks of flesh on the swampy ground. * * * After dipping some of his arrows in the blood of the Hydra, which would provide him with a very potent weapon against future monsters, Hercules buried the remains of the creature under a large rock. He then turned to Sonja and asked about his nephew Iocaus. "While I appreciate the assistance you rendered me Red Sonja, I am still looking forward to having my nephew returned to me." Sonja frowned. "I thought my vision or whatever this is would end when you killed the Hydra, but apparently I was wrong." reviewing the previous visions, she sighed. "I suspect I know what has to be done and if you so much as smirk, I swear I will cut your head off and bury it beside the Hydra!" Hercules looked puzzled and then he just managed to not smile as he saw the redhead begin to remove her armour. "You mean that you believe having sex with me will trigger the end of your vision?" ""Not the smallest little smirk," Sonja warned him. "Now get that lion skin off and fuck my brains out!" said Sonja as her armour hit the ground and she stood there naked in front of the hero. "I can certainly see why the Hydra was so distracted,," said Hercules as he peeled off his lionskin cloak and his robe. His cock was already fully hard and pointing like a spear at Sonja. Red Sonja reached out with one hand and wrapped her fingers around the throbbing member. 'Damn it looks like he got his size from daddy Zeus,' she thought as she moved her hand up to the head and felt a large glob of clear precum drip onto her hand. Sonja gave the pulsating pole a few more strokes and then fell to her knees in front of Hercules and slammed her mouth down onto his cock, engulfing half of it in one go. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," moaned Hercules as he looked down and watched with amazement as the red haired woman kept moving her face forward and his cock disappeared inch by inch until her cute little nose banged into his pubic bone. It was mesmerizing and almost magical that he could see his cock moving under the skin of her throat. When he felt her tongue glide over the underside of his shaft, he almost came right then, but he held back with the same willpower that had served him in such great stead in battle. After bobbing her mouth up and down on Hercules's massive member for several minutes, Sonja let him slip from her mouth and she turned around on her hands and knees and offered her raised ass to him. Sonja still wasn't convinced that Hercules was the sharpest sword in the marketplace, but it really didn't take much in the way of brainpower to realize what he was being offered. Hercules grabbed Sonja's hips in his strong hands and brought his cockhead into position with the entrance to her pussy. "If only I had such an offer every time I slew a monster, there would be no monsters left," said Hercules and he thought it safe to smile as Sonja couldn't see it from her position. In case she could hear the smile, however, he wasted no more time and rammed his cock home into the dripping womanhood in front of him. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," now it was Sonja's turn to moan with pleasure as she felt the large cock slide inside her, stretching her and filling her up so wonderfully. With her large, round breasts swinging wildly under her, Hercules began to move his hips and thrust his cock in and out of Red Sonja, feeling her velvet walls caress and squeeze his cock. "I am about to cum Sonja," he told her, "so if you are correct this is my last chance to thank you for the small help you have given me in my quest." "Small help!" Sonja began to retort and then she felt a large jet of warm, sticky cum blasting into her even as her own orgasm swept through her body. [Author's Note: The above is pretty much in accord with the myth surrounding the constellation of Cancer (the crab), if you substitute Sonja for Hercules's nephew Iocaus. Hera sent the crab, though versions disagree on whether it was one giant crab or many small crabs, to attack Hercules when it looked like he was going to defeat the Hydra which was the second of his twelve labours. Hera then rewarded the crab for its efforts by elevating it to the heavens as a constellation. In the myth, Hercules did come across a single survivor of a village who directed him towards the Hydra's lair, though I did enhance that part a bit to try and add to the mystery.] * * * When Red Sonja opened her eyes again, she felt sand under her instead of the dampness of the ground near the Hydra cave. Looking down, she saw that the sand was black and it felt cool under her ass as if it had never been warmed by sunlight. Looking up, she saw a half moon high in the sky and then turning to her right she saw nearly silent waves washing against the black beach. Standing up, Sonja examined the area around her in more detail. Not far off were the ruins of a castle which reminded her of what she had found in Taurus's realm and near those ruins were half destroyed huts similar to the village she and Hercules had found. Moving closer, Sonja saw the odd small crab scuttling around in the ruins and others lay dead on the sand. A shiver ran down her back at the sight though she wasn't certain of the precise origin of her discomfort. Turning her back on the castle ruims, Sonja began to walk along what seemed to be an endless beach. She had walked for several hours and yet looking up, the moon appeared not to have shifted its position in the slightest as if it were pinned to the black sky. A sky she realized that had no stars. Looking down the beach now, Sonja saw a tall figure walking towards her. The outline of the form left no doubt it was female, but that did nothing to lessen the unease that ran through Sonja. The tall, dark haired woman stopped about ten yards in front of Sonja and glared at her. "wherever I look or wherever I go lateley,I seem to encounter you mortal," said the woman. "My husband and now my childrn seem unable to get enough of you." "I take it from that that you are the goddess Hera?" asked Sonja. "I am she, Queen of the gods and wife to that fool Zeus," replied Hera. "I am minded mortal to destroy you where you stand and thus remove a gnat that follows my every move." "I do not take threats against my avatar lightly," said a new voice and the light from the overhead took on a reddish cast and when Sonja looked skyward, the very surface of the moon had turned crimson. "Ah, I know you," sneered Hera addressing the air. "Yes, I know you old goddess and I do not fear you." "Then perhaps you are not as wise as you think," mocked Sonja's goddess. "This bickering, however, does not accomplish anything except to aid our enemies." "And can you name that enemy?" asked Hera. "No," admitted Sonja's goddess, "but I have faith in my avatar and her ability to uncover him or her and to stop the threat." "Really?" sneered Hera. "Look around you old one. This is the domain of the immortal Cancer. Do you see him or his people? The enemy has been here and has moved on having destroyed the rightful ruler of this realm. Your precious avatar did nothing to prevent this." "Nevertheless, she remains our best hope for stopping this attack on all the immortal realms," said Sonja's goddess. "Fine, but I require a tribute from her before I allow her to leave this dark realm" said Queen Hera. "Granted, but make it not too onerous," replied the old goddess. "I wouldn't dream of it," sneered Hera. "In fact, I shall keep my tribute in line with what you and your sister would appreciate." Wit that, Hera glanced back at Sonja and with a gesture was naked, her body partly in shadow and partly glimmering under the now normal looking moon. "on your knees and worship me mortal," commanded Hera. Sonja could no longer sense the presence of her own goddess and sensing the intervention on her behalf was done, she needed to do her part to placate Hera and slipped to her knees in front of the naked goddess. Her mouth opened and Sonja's tongue emerged to slide over the engorged pussy lips of the dark haired goddess. "That is it mortal," ordered Hera. "Use that talented mouth of yours on me as you have already done with my husband." These two clowns deserve each other thought Sonja, but she kept this thought to herself as her bikini armour wasn't much protection from a well aimed lightning bolt. For now, she thought it best just to lick pussy and move on, so she sought out Hera's hard clit and began to lick and suck on it. In no time, the queen of the gods was writhing under her oral ministrations like some virgin knowing love for the first time. "Aaaaaaeeeeeeeiiiiiiiooooouuuuuuu," screamed Hera to the moonlit sky as she came. Her juices squirted all over Sonja's face and into her mouth as she clung there with hands locked in the flame red hair. When Hera released her grip, Sonja sank back on her heells blinking rapidly while Hera's juices cooled on her face. Red Sonja reached for her discarded pack and when she looked back, Hera was gone and the black beach stood empty. Sonja touched the silver necklace and concentrated. A moment later a dimensional portal began to open. Leo was next on her jurney and she could only hope to find the situation better there. End of Part Five