I don't receive any profit from these stories just 100% fun creating them. The content of the story is all mine so hands off, unless you ask first.

Sex Disclaimer: Well to say there isn't any, would be a darn right lie. So if you are under age, or the idea of two women expressing love to each other , which will show the act of love making between the same sex , is not to your taste then please go elsewhere.

However if you would like to continue please do and enjoy.

Comments are always welcome. In other words please feed the bard !

Last but never least I dedicate this and every story to my own soul mate, the person who lights my soul, makes my heart ache when i'm away from them. That makes me speechless!

Who gives me love, help and a friendship that would match Xena or Gabrielle's.

This story is how I used to be, locked in the anger and pain, until you.

My lover and partner forever. My light in the darkness. This one's for you baby.

This one's from the God Of Wars point of view.

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Part 3

I watch them below me, entwined together, making love. HA!

Love what is that ? The power that holds all mortal's above the god's.

Fool's all of them ! Don't they know that they are nothing, a speck in the universe of time.

I pace now, feel the cool power of anger spread within me. I am Ares God of War.

And what am I doing ? I standing in the shadows, invisible to all mortals.

Accept her, I see her raise her head from that annoying blonde, watch her search the darkness For me, she can feel me, sense me. How does she do that ? No other mortal can.

Ah ! But Xena is not like any other mortal, she is my creation, made out of hate and anger.

I grin, run my finger over my beard, I had her once, owed her.

No! I never had that, never controlled her like that.

I was hers as much as she was mine, in away I still am.

I can hear the rumble of thunder above me, knowing that the other God's are laughing at me.

What do they know, they never felt the power that came from her, that intoxicating power that I was as much addicted too as the army she led.

Oh and what an army, she murdered, raped, tortured, my mouth is watering now, the taste of death coming back like a caress.

She was Xena the Destroyer of Nations and oh she was good at it.

She would have taken the world, even reached up into Mount Olympus itself and destroyed Us, all of this was foreseen thousands of years ago.

NOW! I turn my eyes to the two rising and falling forms below me, close my eye's as I hear the passion filled cries fill the night air.

Knowing which one's are hers, feel the pulsing of her passion in my loin's.

She used her body before to get what she wanted, to satisfy a carnal mortal need.

But now she give's and recieves love. Arrrh!

I open my eye's now, seeing her, throw her head back, her mouth open, a cry come from her, that should reach the stars in its power, one word that makes my insides turn to ice.

" Gggggaaaaaaaaaaaaaabbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeiiiiiiiiillllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Yes. Her the one who keeps my Warrior Princess from myside.

Her! The annoying blonde. Who bewitches her , with her innocence's, her tales of goodness.

I spit the thought from my head.

I still don't see what she sees in her. But no matter what I do , Xena always goes back to her.

I made the bard betray her and Xena forgave her. By my farthers name.

She has never done that, I expected her to slit blondes throat and stop her babbling.

But NO! They made up, then Solon, Hope. All I could do to destroy them.

I smile now, remembering the Rift between them, I close my fist tightly remembering the Wonderful moment when my Xena came back and dragged that girl through the dirt.

I laugh, watching as the grey sky flashes a lightning bolt.

My smile vanishes, as always my glee is short lived, Solon had to stick his nose in.

They came back stronger then ever in their love.

I walk to the age of the cliff, watching as the great princess gathers that sidekick into her arms.

wrapping themselves in to one. It makes me sick!

When she looks up directly at me I am not surprised, she knew I was here.

Our eye's meet and for a moment the anger I see in her eye's for me disappears, to be replaced by ? I don't know. Maybe? Pity ! Love?

Then she closes her eye's to me, her heart to me, her future to me and pulls Gabrielle to her.

I admit I am jealous of the bard, no matter what I do now she is lost to me.

I will never be with her again, in battle or in bed. Never hold that power with her.

As I walk away the rain starts, I wave my hand moving the cloud on.

Well no sense in them getting wet.

I summon my power, disappearing back to my fortress, my last look is of her.

My lost warrior princess.