Secret Saturdays Porno Story: The Underground Chapter Four

Secret Saturdays Porno Story: The Underground Chapter Four

NeverVisible: Glad youre enjoying this. Im having a lot of fun writing it.

Recommended listening: A Family Affair-Hans Zimmer (Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Mans Chest), Nirvana Beyond Stupidity(Alucard’s Theme)-Tsuneo Imahori (Hellsing OST)

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Azurvi and her nation’s gods.. :3

Fiskerton and Doyle followed the priestess to a section of crystallized wall and stopped for a moment, frowning at it.

You need that opened? Ive got the key right here.He said raising his wrist blaster.

No need for brute force, I merely need to remember the process. Its been a long time since Ive had human thoughts.

Can we hurry this process up maybe? Id rather not drown today.

Ah yes, that is the way. Azurvi ignored Doyles quipping as the wall melted down to water.

How does that help? It added more water to the cavern.

It opens the tunnels, quickly before they flood with too much water for me to manage.

You need not to tell the gorilla-cat twice as he scrambled through the opening followed by Doyle who shook his head, Azurvi stepped through and with a soft movement from her hands the crystal wall built up from the water on the floor.

See I needed to just remember, that is all.

You remember how to get to the bigger island, there are 5 different tunnels. Please tell me you remember this.

Please do not fuss, I can read my own peoples writing. That is all you need to know really and maybe how to solve a few riddles. These tunnels were meant for the council to escape to the outer rims of the city, not everyone was meant to read the writing.

Great, riddles and mazes. All we need now is Doc down here.

Pardon me?

Its a joke, about my brother in law.

The taller man, I see. She nodded and then moved forward down a middle tunnel. Please keep up, I have to seal off the tunnels on occasion, the water may break through that wall I just built.

Fiskerton picked up his pace, dragging Doyle behind him to keep up with the Atlantian. They took in their surroundings finally noticing that the ground was dirt and rock while the walls reflected a soft glow coming from the crystal embedded into them.

So what powers these anyways, magic or something to that extent?

No, magic is not the answer to it all. They are sun crystals, a gift given to us by a race you would call, what is the word in English? Oh, Aztecs, that sounds about right. In our golden ages we traded with many cultures and collected many valuable things for our nation.

Then what about the water powers? Fiskerton made a small grunt to promote his own curiousness to this power.

That is a gift given to us from the Gods; each priestess must undergo training and a lengthy process to gain this gift. Also you must pick your guidance, what god you serve under specifically. Some choose the oath of healing, under the god Urth. There is the path of spirit under the god, Miran; and there is always the way of the warrior, a path picked by very few and those that pick that path are allowed to be trained as a high priestess. My mother choose this path and so did I. We served the god Selciti, who was seen as the high god of the other gods and creator of Atlantis.

Sounds like Greek and Roman mythology to me. Doyle snorted.

They had it partially right, wrong names though. But they close enough.

Ermow. Fiskerton mused at the next set of passageways.

No need to worry, the writing is clear. The bird of stone flies high on skies of melted rock. Azurvi read the riddle aloud.

What, does that even mean? Doyle sighed wanting to beat his head off of a wall. How could he even trust her, she was bent on keeping his weapon usage to a minimum. He wasnt comfortable with this idea.

Its simple; it means to take the passage way that was a carved by the volcano.

You mean there is a volcano around here?

Yes, the big island is a dormant volcano. Did you not know that?

No and that is very disturbing. Doyle was backed up by a whimper from the gorilla-cat.

Dormant for thousands of years, it is not scheduled to go off for another 55 years. Azurvi stated ushering the two through the opening and continuing to seal the entrance off.

How do you even know that? We could be crispy at any time!

Because we Atlantians understood the mechanics and workings of the earth far better than any other nation or race, weve existed for a long time and have had time to study the earth and its workings.

I have no choice do I? Doyle sighed heavy, looking to Fiskerton. Fiskerton merely shrugged and pushed Doyle ahead of him as if for protection from the priestess or lava that could come flowing at any time.

Doyle swatted Fiskertons hands from his shoulders and moved forward, his eyes on Azurvi for sudden movements. He now noticed the style of her dress, it was backless and for a blue skinned girl she was attractive, but he shoved his male thoughts quickly aside and began to focus on something other than that.

Sweet tats. He commented

The tattoos are given to you as you progress through your training, I assure you they are not there for cosmetic purposes. They are there as a sign of my rank and power, they show that I am a high priestess and what family I come from. Azurvi snorted.

Doyle left the girl to her thoughts as she translated another wall text and led them down another tunnel and sealed it. A process that repeated for nearly two hours, Doyle was not enjoying the seemingly endless tunnels and riddles.

Are we going to arrive at any time before Im dead? A sarcastic and biting tone filled his voice.

We are almost there, one more to go and then well be in the main hall of the temple.

Fiskerton gave a small cheer with these words and picked up the pace, not feeling any fear of the smaller girl any more.

You are a strange creature, what are you exactly? Azurvi tilted her head to look at Fiskerton.

He would be a gorilla-cat, at least according to Zak.

Zak is the boy and the woman? Azurvi piqued her interest in the family now that it was mentioned.

Drew, my sister and married to the egg head Doc.

I understand now. A simple response was spoken before she fell back into silence.

The last bit of the walk was uphill and another wall was in place, the familiar movement from her hands allowed the crystal to melt into water and open up to a large room with cathedral ceilings and the scene of a fight, between the three Saturdays and large monsters, much like what Azurvi had been.

Now I get to shoot stuff! A wicked grin came from Doyle as he sprinted forward to help his family with Fiskerton shouting behind him.

I also apologize for a short chapter, I had this conversation between Azurvi and Doyle in mind and I really couldn’t expand it anymore and I only have half of chapter 5 written right now. -InkGoddess

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