A Greek Tragedy By GW Greek hero of antiquity seeks to rescue lover from amazons. The heroic demigod Agarm strode into the Valley of the Amazons of the Bloody Claw, seeking his betrothed Alita. The beautiful Princess of Thebes had been kidnapped by order of Selema the Witch Queen of the Amazons while he had been sent on a long quest by Zeus.He had searched for Alita for almost three years upon his return. He had at last found the secret valley home of the Sisters of the Claw. Suddenly Agarm's path was barred by a chariot driven at breakneck speed across the road. The chariot pulled to a sudden halt. At the reins was Selema herself. Agarm's heart leaped. Beside her in the chariot stood his beloved, the golden haired Alita. In the years since her disappearance she had grown even more vibrantly lovely. She seemed to have grown taller and her willowy body was sturdier, supple and strong. "So the fool of Zeus still seeks you, my Little Sister." Selema sneered. The two beautiful women descended from the chariot. There was a look of incredulous joy on Alita's face at the sight of her beloved. She started to run to him but Selema's arm on her shoulder restrained her. "Release the Maiden!" Agarm thundered. Selema laughed cruelly, "Alita is no prisoner, but a Sister of the Claw now. She has no use for a loutish male. " Alita cried out in despair. "Oh Agarm it is true. They told me you were dead. In my grief, I joined their order. I have sworn a sacred oath of allegiance to the Goddess of the Claw. I can no longer be yours. You must leave here at once. It is our law that any male who dares enter this sacred valley of the Goddess be sacrificed on her Bloody Alter, or worse." "Your oath is not binding, Dear Alita. It was villainously tricked from you. You have sworn a prior oath to Hera to be my bride. Come away with me from this evil place." Agarm pleaded with the beautiful golden haired maiden. "Oh Agarm if only I could. But even if I were to fly with you, they would hunt us down and kill you horribly. Please, you must go and forget me. I beseech you, before it is too late." "It is too late already Little Sister. This vile intruder has broken our law. He must be punished." Selema snarled. "It is our duty to capture him for the sacrifice." Agarm laughed, "Do not tempt me Selema, I have met you and your Amazons before and defeated you. I shall do so again if you make it necessary. You have bewitched the maiden with some vile spell. Release her, or I shall go to your temple and destroy your evil shrine." "Oh no Agarm please do not even say such a thing it is blasphemy. Men have died horribly for lesser words." Alita pleaded, aghast at the temerity of her impetuous lover. Prepare for battle, Alita, I command you as your Queen." Selema told the golden maiden. "It is your duty to repel this blasphemous male." Alita hung her head indecisively. "Stop him Sister! I command you!" Selema thundered again. Alita despairingly hung her head in indecision at the Queen's command." Alita was in agony, but her Sisters had made her a proud warrior, amazingly the greatest warrior of the Sisterhood in so short a time. She couldn't betray their trust. "Oh my dearest, I'm sorry but I must fight you. It is the law I have vowed to observe." Agarm turned to stride down the dusty road in the direction of the Temple of the Claw. Selema sped to head him off. Still indecisive, Alita followed the Queen reluctantly. Selema blocked Agarm's path and brandished her lance in threat. Agarm stripped off his brief garment so as not to be hampered in battle. Agarm struck out with his mighty fist and the lance flew out of Selema's hand. Furious at being thwarted, the imperious Amazon Queen attacked the hero like a tigress. Agarm's fist lashed out once more, hitting Selema a resounding blow that struck the black haired Queen to the ground. "Oh Agarm what have you done? This is folly you must leave this place now and forget me forever." Alita pleaded with tears in her eyes. "No my love I can never forget you. " Agarm answered. "The only way we can be happy together is to destroy the fount of this evil." "Please Darling do not force me to oppose you. I have sworn an oath to defend the shrine. I shall do my utmost to protect it." Alita sobbed. Agarm turned towards the temple again disregarding Alita's sobbed pleas. "I must do this my Dearest it is the only way" he said striding forward. "Stop him Alita! Remember your oath to the Goddess and to your sisters." Selema shrieked from where she lay stricken on the ground. As the Queen spoke the company of her guard who had followed on foot arrived. Seeing them, Alita knew if she did not stop Agarm her Sisters would surely capture him. His fate would be horrible. "I do as you command, My Queen." The golden haired maiden cried with a sob of despair. Dashing the tears from her sky blue eyes, Alita sped after her beloved. She grasped his arm and with surprising strength, and pulled him around to face her. You must fight me to pass, Beloved Agarm!" She cried. Even with the added inches of stature she had gained in captivity, the top of Alita's golden head only reached Agarm's chin. Agarm looked at her in amazement. Alita reluctantly stripped away her simple tunic. She was naked beneath it. Her voluptuous body rippled with sleek feminine muscles that Agarm did not remember, but made her even more incredibly beautiful and alluring than ever. "We of the Claw fight naked." Alita said, embarrassed her betrothed should see her so. Unable to conceal his admiration for her gallantry, yet Agarm could not restrain a grim smile at the temerity of the sweet tempered maiden to challenge the mightiest hero of Zeus. Agarm put his hand on Alita's shoulder to push her gently aside, but amazingly Alita gripped his sinewy arm in slim fingers, and with a quick twist of her arm and skillful movement of her supple body, she flung her lover head over heels. Agarm sat on the ground in bewilderment. He suddenly roared in laughter. "What is this has my sweet Alita become a mighty wrestler?" "I have truly learned much, My Beloved, since last we met, and I will oppose you with all my strength and skill if I must, to protect our Sacred Shrine. The way of duty is hard, and fraught with heartbreak, and so we are taught. If you defeat me a hundred others will take my place and they will show you no mercy. They will castrate you and blind you. They will use you as a cruel plaything. My sisters are not merciful. I love you and could not bear to live and see you so. It is better I die fighting you, or kill you myself and take my own life." Alita cried out in an agonized voice. Without waiting for Agarm to rise, Alita lashed out with her leg. Her knee hit Agarm's chin with a loud thud. Agarm was bowled over. Alita, with all the savagery she had learned as a Sister of the Claw, leaped upon his mighty chest, driving her knee into his belly as she landed. As Agarm groggily sought to raise his head, Alita slammed the heel of her hand against his jaw. She struck with the power of a lightening bolt. The shy maiden had indeed been transformed into a skilled warrior. Agarm's head bounced against the ground once more. Alita sliced the edge of her palm across his throat. He gurgled at the pain. Finally, Agarm gave a mighty heave and threw the vicious minx off his chest. Alita sprang lightly to her feet, and Agarm lumbered after her. Agarm extended his arms and advanced warily. Alita's bright eyes glittered. Her strong, voluptuous body was tense and ready. She moved calmly and deliberately, only the quick heave of her upthrust bosom betrayed her emotions. When Agarm came within range, Alita caught at his wrists. Agarm was on guard against the feline blond now, and he avoided her grab. He resolved to capture her, and take her to her Father's Kingdom, against her will if need be. Agarm knew, he would have to be ruthless with his Darling Alita, if he was to save her. He drove a hard punch into Alita's heaving bosom, smashing a fleshy globe flat against her broad chest. Alita gasped in pain and fell back a step. Agarm followed quickly. He caught Alita's neck, wrenching her body toward him, and driving his knee into the smooth flesh of her belly. Stunned and breathless Alita doubled over, and Agarm flung her down on her face. He twisted her right arm behind her back as she fell. When Agarm straddled Alita's gorgeous, naked body, he was painfully aware of her charms. He steeled himself to resist her allure, and nearly twisted her arm from its socket. He hit the back of her neck again and again, stilling Alita's frantic struggles. Alita groaned and her sturdy body went limp. Agarm released her arm, convinced she must be unconscious. Without warning, Alita twisted under him, squirming over on her back. Catching Agarm off guard, Alita coiled her legs and thrust both feet into his hard belly. Then like a spring uncoiling, she explosively straightened her legs. The hard jolt catapulted Agarm's huge body clear off the girl, and flung him over on his back. Alita scrambled on top of the big naked man. She drove her elbow into his throat with her full weight behind it. Agarm squawked painfully and hurled the clever witch off. Alita leaped to her feet, before her massively powerful lover could even sit up. When he did, she kicked him in the chin with unbelievable force, flattening him again. Her bare toe felt like steel, such had been the training of her Sisters. The gorgeous, golden haired girl leaped high in the air. Mercilessly, she came down feet first on Agarm's lower abdomen, barely missing his hugely potent sexual organ. Alita hopped up and down on one foot, coming down again and again in the center of Agarm's hard, corded belly. Her foot drove the breath from his straining lungs. She leaped flat- footed onto his mighty chest. Agarm's muscular arms dropped weakly to his sides, his tree-like legs kicking feebly. Alita jumped nimbly from Agarm's powerfully sculpted chest. Still moving like a whirlwind, she seized his floundering right arm. With a painful twist, she sat him up. She twisted painfully again, spun half around, and kicked backward. Her heel struck his face, four or five times with lightening fast kicks. Still holding Agarm's arm and wrist in her steely fingers, Alita stepped over his arm, so that she grasped it tightly between her strong thighs, facing away from him. Holding his wrist with both hands, she dropped on to his arm. Alita's maneuver almost wrenched Agarm's arm from its socket, and smashed him down on his back once more. Alita let go and spun around and knelt beside the stunned muscle man. Before he could move, she raised her arms over head, holding her left wrist rigid with her right hand. She drove down and speared his belly with her elbow. Her arms flashed up and down with blurring speed, repeating the cruel assault time after time. As Alita's elbow knifed into his vitals, Agarm kicked and jerked his great tree-like arms and legs like a puppet on a string. His long, gagging bellow of male distress echoed through the grove. Selema smiled to hear his anguish. Alita chopped her lover across the throat again, cutting short his cries of pain. The gorgeously naked, yellow haired beauty rose to her feet, and stood triumphantly over the fallen male. She was caught up in the excitement of battle now. Her mild blue eyes glinting with aroused blood lust. She no longer remembered she was fighting the man she loved. He was just an enemy of the Sisterhood. Agarm saw the change in his beloved. He swept his mighty leg sideways, slamming against Alita's ankles. Alita flipped head over heels to the ground. The Hero clambered to his feet. Unhurt by her tumble, agile Alita scrambled to her feet, just as quickly. Agarm's powerful left fist smashed Alita's jaw, and Alita went careening backward. Agarm sped after the golden haired beauty. He smashed his right fist deep into the amazingly resilient flesh of her succulent belly. Alita gasped loudly, but her shapely, fragile looking body didn't collapse. Instead she blasted her fist into Agarm's own rock hard lower belly. Agarm grunted, but ignored Alita's punches. Grabbing her by the throat, Agarm swept Alita off her feet, and flung her away like a child's doll. The voluptuous beauty landed on her feet with the grace of a cat. Agarm charged after her. Alita adroitly dodged his purposeful lunge, and smashed a two handed punch across the side of his neck. Agarm twisted sideways and a fraction of a second later, Alita dove head first into the small of his back. Her hard, curly head felt like a rock hitting him. Alita immediately wrapped her arms around Agarm's brutally powerful thighs. Stooping, she slid her hands down around his calves. She leaped backward, and pulled Agarm's legs out from under him. The huge male nose dived to the ground. Alita held Agarm's legs under her arms trapping him foolishly. Groggy from Alita's clever maneuver, Agarm kicked to free himself. He couldn't do it. He tried to push free by lifting his body on his arms, and kicking his long powerfully developed legs. The Sister's of the Claw had taught Alita well. The wily, golden haired beauty wrenched Agarm's legs to one side, knocking his arms out from under him. His head hit the ground. Without stopping, Alita dragged Agarm by the legs bumping his face as she went. She twisted as she dragged him, turning faster and faster, building up momentum, until she was spinning like a top. Agarm's body left the ground. He hurtled through the air in dizzying circles. Things spun crazily. With a wild cry of triumphant delight, Alita let go. The huge naked demigod flew ten feet, before he crashed in a twisted heap. Agarm struggled to get up while Alita paused to catch her breath. When Agarm did get to one knee, Alita gave a joyful cry, and raced at him, to throw herself into a flying drop kick. Her battle stiff toes unerringly struck Agarm's jaw, and smashed him over onto his back. He stubbornly sat up. Alita's foot flashed at him again too late to avoid. Alita's second powerful kick sliced into Agarm's exposed belly. His mighty chest doubled forward across his outstretched legs. Alita flung herself across Agarm's back, bending him in half at he waist. She wrapped her strong, white arms around his middle, and planted her feet flat on the ground. Straightening her long voluptuous legs, Alita pulled the huge man with her so he rested on all fours. Alita locked her fleshy thighs round Agarm's head in a vise. The firm, athletic muscles tightened, and she worked Agarm's head and face painfully between her sinuously powerful thighs. The delectably shaped pillars of flesh were incredible implements of punishment. Then she threw herself backward, sitting down hard as she could. Agarm was completely upended, and his head smashed against the ground. Sitting on the ground, Alita clutched Agarm's waist even tighter, balancing the huge man helplessly on his head, for a moment. His huge legs kicked foolishly in the air, before Alita released his aching middle. His knees fell to the ground, but Alita's thighs never loosened their grip on his head. The slim young amazon grabbed Agarm's left arm by the wrist. Using both hands, she twisted it behind him, wrenching it toward her up between his shoulder blades. Alita locked her ankles together for leverage, and squeezed mercilessly. Agarm's painful moans were muffled by the fleshy prison enveloping his handsome head and face. Alita toyed with her hampered lover, bending his fingers backward until she nearly broke them. His muffled groans sharpened. Alita licked her full, passionate, pink lips. Her captive lover's crisp blond hair rubbed against her crotch. Her eyes grew hot and dreamy. The excitement of physically grappling with the huge male hero was incredibly arousing. Then with a snarl she bit back her passion. Alita unwound her long legs from Agarm's head, and released his numbed left arm. She rose languidly. Agarm struggled to kneel erect. He looked up apprehensively. The voluptuously curved nymph he adored was bent on destroying him. She was nearly succeeding too. She'd thrown him around like a child and nearly broken his arm. It was incredible to the brutally powerful hero that the delicately feminine girl could oppose him so easily. Agarm nursed the fantastically developed muscles of his injured arm. Alita skipped closer. With casual brutality, she drove her knee into Agarm's chin hurling him backward. Agarm rolled over and crouched on his hands and knees. Crawling on all fours, the mighty hero ignominiously tried to escape his small, fierce lover. Alita stalked him with feline grace, and pouncing like a cat, caught him from behind. Two handfuls of hair pulled him up on his knees. His mighty chest heaved, as he struggled uselessly. Alita held the huge powerful man erect with one hand tangled in his thick blond hair. She grabbed Agarm's right arm. It was still numb. Alita's slim arm twisted his huge arm behind him in a dreadfully painful hammerlock. Then Alita forced Agarm to his feet. He cried out as pain lanced through his injured arm and shoulder. Continued success made Alita careless. Agarm buried his left elbow in her smooth fleshed belly, with bull like strength. The golden haired beauty grunted, and doubled over losing her grip on his arm. Agarm wheeled swiftly. She backed away gasping to recover her breath. Agarm lunged after the golden haired amazon, but she pivoted, and avoided his rush by a hair's breadth. Agarm swung behind Alita and caught her hips. His huge hands nearly covered her rounded behind. No mean feat! With a mighty heave, Agarm lifted the solidly built girl over his head, as though she were feather-light. Alita shrieked in alarm. Agarm hurled her against a nearby stone boundary wall, and Alita shrieked again, even more loudly, as she flew through the air. She slammed into the wall and fell in a battered heap on her back. Agarm strode over to the whimpering beauty, fist cocked to finish her. Hurt and stunned, Alita reflexively raised both feet, as Agarm bent over her. She planted them in his belly. Her supple body straightened like a bent bow, flinging Agarm backward. He landed on his hard buttocks. Alita couldn't repress a smug contempt through her pain. "That's the second time the fool fell for that. For all his vaunted strength, Agarm's a poor wrestler." Painfully, Alita picked herself up off the ground. Agarm scrambled to his feet too, cursing himself for underestimating the golden haired nymph again. Stepping backward with a taunting laugh, Alita challenged. "Come get me, `Hero of Zeus. If you're not afraid of your sweet little Alita?" She stood hands on hips, her big, provocative breasts jutting arrogantly at his face. They undulated serenely, as though she had just risen from a restful catnap. Agarm rushed her, but Alita met his charge and waded into him, lusting to overcome her male foe. She hardly remembered she was fighting the man she loved. She traded blows with him, toe to toe. She countered his size and extraordinary muscles with graceful speed and agility. Alita fought the clumsier Agarm to a stand still, pivoting and ducking, feinting this way and that. She was quick as a cat, a shadowy blur, impossible to pin down or hit. She threw three punches to his one, and every blow was agonizingly effective. She used her feet as effectively as her fists. Her legs flashing through the air with incredible power. Her hard-driving punches and kicks belied her delicate beauty. Agarm grunted as Alita's small, lightening-fast fists sped by his defenses, and battered his aching middle, or her feet smashed into his face. He couldn't stand against her fierce onslaught. The huge muscular hero retreated from the svelte young amazon. Alita followed like a stalking cat. Dancing gracefully closer, Alita smashed more wicked blows into Agarm's belly, until she doubled him over. She chopped at the left side of his neck with a the edge of her palm. Agarm lurched sideways. He was wide open now. Her left foot flashed, and stabbed his lower abdomen. Sickening pain exploded in his gut. Agarm's powerful trunk went limp. He clutched his injured belly with a sick gurgle, and nearly fell. Mercilessly, Alita landed two more kicks dead center in Agarm's gut, just above his clutching arms. He sagged forward with another hurt moan. Alita ruthlessly drove the heel of her right hand straight up into his jutting jaw. Agarm stumbled backward. Agarm sight blurred from tears of pain. Alita bore down on him. Her fists were cocked, and a look of sadistic glee lit up her provocatively lovely face. Agarm tried to fend her off. Alita beat his muscle laden arms aside effortlessly. She pounded his belly. Her fists dug deep into his body. Agarm fought back desperately. He tried to hit Alita's face with his fist. She easily caught his wrist with both hands and held him. steady long enough to drill another diabolical kick into his heaving gut. Agarm lunged desperately at her, and tried to pin her arms to her sides. She was too quick and slippery. It was like trying to hold on to a water snake. Before Agarm knew it, Alita had his wrist again. She twisted savagely with both hands. With a yelp of surprise, Agarm went cart- wheeling, head over heels. Before Agarm could think of rising, Alita's heel slammed down on his throat. He gurgled for breath. Alita still imprisoned his wrist, holding him steady. She gave a wild cry and jumped and came down sitting beside him, her heel slamming into his groin. She leaped to her feet, without a pause. When Agarm stumbled to his feet, Alita, with another fierce cry, flung her body into a cart wheel. Standing on her hands she drove both her heels into Agarm's face. One heel smashed his nose, the other his mouth. Agarm screamed as the pain of a broken nose lanced through his brain. Agarm stumbled backward holding his blood smeared face in two hands. He fell limply back against a tree. Alita screamed again, and flung herself through the air, feet first. Alita's both feet drove into Agarm's chest with a crunching power that broke two of his ribs. Alita fell to the ground with the lightness of a trained gymnast, and jumped up with the quickness of a cat. Agarm slumped against the tree, unable to move. Remorselessly, Alita punched his face. The power of the softly curved girl's blow knocked the herculean hero to his knees. Agarm tried to shield his face. Alita slapped his weakened arms aside, and they fell nervelessly to his sides. Alita's next vicious punch almost flattened Agarm. The golden haired amazon caught a hand full of the matted blond hair on his brawny chest, to steady him. Alita held her pitifully weakened lover erect on his knees with one small hand, and loosed a barrage of blows back and forth across his handsome face. His head snapped this way and that. Agarm's bloody face flamed from the punishing blows. He whimpered at each smarting whack. Tears mingled with the spurting blood on his hot, flushed face. Alita kept up her savage assault, until her arm grew tired. Agarm's gasps of pain were hardly distinguishable from sobs. Alita held his ruggedly massive torso erect with her painful grip on his hairy chest. When she stopped hitting him, Alita leaned over Agarm, so her big fruited breasts arched menacingly above his pain ravaged face. She savagely twisted her body, and slammed her heavy bosom across his face. Agarm felt like Alita hit his head with two sandbags. The blow knocked him over on his side at Alita's feet, flattened by one blow of her soft love globes. Agarm lay in a crumpled broken heap, and the merciless she- cat set her foot on his neck. She pinned him ignominiously under her heel. Agarm's formidably muscled, manly body wriggled impotently, vainly seeking escape. His victorious lover's foot planted so unequivocally on the defeated hero's neck was a galling symbol of Alita's total mastery over him. Agarm's massively powerful right arm, pawed weakly at Alita's ankle. Sickened by her lover's shame, Alita ignored his futile groping hand. She stiffened her full, shapely leg, exerting a tremendous pressure on his imprisoned neck. Agarm, crouching helplessly on his belly, feared the merciless maiden would break his neck. His hand dropped weakly to the ground, conceding her superiority. Alita eased the pressure a bit, she gazed down at her lover's groin. She saw his huge male organ. She had long dreamed of its potency filling her body. Now it was just one more means to destroy his resistance. Alita swooped suddenly and with a quick swipe caught Agarm's huge member in her deceptively soft looking hand. Agarm howled in agony, as Alita twisted and jerked his body around with her cruel relentless grip. Alita dragged her howling lover around the ground by the penis. He kicked at Alita's voluptuous body, but she gleefully ignored his kicks, jerking his body this way and that. Dropping Agarm's helpless body, Alita stood over him, straddling his spread-eagled body. The huge powerful man was forced to look up at his lover's hot naked crotch, a bitter reminder that it was a woman who defeated him. A smoldering look of half hearted defiance glowered in Agarm's eyes. Seeing continuing resistance in her conquered lover, Alita struck mercilessly. Stooping catlike she seized him under his arms and hauled his huge body erect. When she'd pulled Agarm to his feet, Alita didn't pause an instant. She raised her arms and lifted the huge powerfully muscled man right off his feet, and shook him like an unruly child. The slim maiden was, incredibly, nearly as strong as her muscle laden lover. Terror at Alita's decisive dominance quelled Agarm's feebly smoldering defiance. "St-stop it Stop it! Let me go!" He quailed, in a sobbing whine. Alita set him down. He tottered on shaky legs, unable to fight or run. Alita realized she had been sadistically toying with the man. It was time to finish the task she had undertaken. Alita smashed into Agarm's aching belly. Crouching, she wrapped her shapely feminine arms around his battered middle, with a crunching grip. Her huge lover groaned in agony, as she ground her body against his. Her strong arms cut into his muscular waist with pitiless power. Her big breasts plastered against him, and drilled into his chest. His broad powerful back arched helplessly. His huge muscular arms fell helplessly to his sides. Alita rolled python strong arms up and down Agarm's back, causing excruciating pain to his shattered ribs. He screamed in agony. Through the red haze of pain Agarm was terrified by his predicament. He struggled madly. Alita ignored Agarm's inadequate strivings. Her soft, plump looking belly stiffened with unbelievable power, and crushed his hard, corded abdominal muscles to jelly. The huge, magnificently built, male hero struggled vainly in the beautiful girl's arms. Her soft flesh may as well have been steel cable. His enfeebled struggles grew ever weaker. With a soft grunt, Alita hoisted Agarm's feet clear of the ground. Locked in his lover's arms, unable to touch the ground, Agarm had no leverage to break free. He nearly wept at his own helplessness. Suspended helplessly in mid-air, he squawked breathlessly in mortified chagrin. Alita resumed the crushing, grinding motion of her arms against Agarm's back and kidneys. She kneaded his pumped up back muscles as though they were dough. She wrenched his back until it was nearly sprained. Alita's round, svelte arms looked soft as velvet, but the velvet hid steely muscles. Steely muscles that clutched tighter and tighter, constantly increasing the pressure on her captive lover. Alita drained the last strength from Agarm's mighty limbs, until his flailing arms dangled uselessly at his sides, and his tree-like legs trembled. His head drooped forward, when the burden of holding it erect overtaxed his bull-like neck muscles. Agarm's cries of pain died to hoarse whimpers. His ruggedly handsome face, battered and bloodied, lolled on Alita's shoulder. Alita turned her head slightly to look into her lover's clouded blue eyes, and gave his back another wrenching twist. Agarm's lips twisted in a grimace of agony. "I can let you down soon, I think." Alita whispered in his ear. "My poor Agarm! You're no threat, are you?" Agarm's eyes closed in shame, unable to look Alita in the eyes. Alita dangled Agarm's limp body in her punishing grip, for a few seconds longer, before setting him down. Agarm gasped, sobbing for breath. His huge tree-like legs trembled hardly able to support his huge body. His arms dropped uselessly to his sides. Alita caught his chin in one hand, to hold him steady. She looked into his eyes and the blood lust died in her bosom. Alita pulled Agarm's face down, and kissed him full on the lips, tasting his fear and hurt. She sucked the last ounce of breath from his tortured lungs, and left him gasping weakly. He accepted her kiss abjectly, praying it was a sign of mercy. Alita looked into Agarm's eyes, overcome by sadness at his weakness, at the pain she had put in his eyes, at the look of fear on his ruggedly handsome face. She had put that there too. "Oh my poor Darling, why didn't you escape when you could? Now I have no choice; otherwise my Sisters will make you their plaything. I couldn't stand to see your suffering and shame." Alita caught Agarm's great bull like neck in her slim arms, and pulled his face down to her, in a lover's embrace. She mourned at hearing Agarm's piteous whimpers. Yet, she must protect her lover from the merciless fate of dying a shamed slave of her Sisters. Alita kissed Agarm tenderly and longingly. "Goodby my Love!" She wept. Then she tightened her arms relentlessly, twisting Agarm's powerless body in her dominant arms. She twisted convulsively until Agarm's neck snapped. She held him tenderly in her arms as he gurgled out his last breath. Tenderly, she laid his broken body on the ground. "Forgive me Darling!" She sobbed. Selema strode over to the sobbing golden haired Alita, followed by her loyal guard. "You have done well little Sister. This male defeated us and shamed us in the past. Now you have wiped out our shame. You are truly the mightiest of our Sisterhood. One day when I am gone you shall be Queen." Selema reached out to embrace the weeping Alita. Alita's tragic eyes suddenly flashed fiercely. "I have done your cruel bidding, Selema, but I shall never be Queen, though you will soon be gone." Alita threw her arms about the Queens slender throat and before the women of the guard could stop her, Alita snapped Selema's neck as she had done Agarm's. For a moment the guards stood transfixed. Then with cries of horror, they turned their weapons on their rebel Sister. Alita died pierced by a dozen swords. She fell across Agarm's chest. With her last dying gesture she enfolded his broken body in a final embrace.