The Wayward Son

Aelendriel's pink eyes were wide with shock as she took a step back for a moment. She glanced behind Seiras when she saw Melisara and immediately voiced her concern, "You resurrected him, Melisara?!"

"Oh of course I did, Aelendriel. Faelan wanted him alive and it would a be a complete waste to let a space marine die permanently here. Why are you so surprised?" Melisara chuckled.

The succubus glanced at Seiras in his full armour and seemed somewhat anxious and uncomfortable now. There was no doubt in his mind that she was worried about him being armed and armoured. He had technically defeated her twice now. The second time had even been without his own armour or weapons. No amount of pride would allow Aelendriel to overlook the danger he now posed. She maintained her arrogant glare, but even he could see past this fake bravado.

Before anyone could say another word, another individual quickly caught their attention, "Oooh, is that Seiras?! How are you?!"

The librarian and Melisara both glanced over behind where Aelendriel was standing and noticed none other than Mokaela running up to her side. The older succubus had a friendly expression on her face and looked genuinely happy to see him.

'Emperor…what in the warp is she so pleased about? I half-expected her to be furious at the sight of me,' Seiras thought as he saw Mokaela come up directly in front of him.

"So that's what your armour looks like huh? I like the black color. That's Deathwatch then? I like your glaive as well. That weapon looks quite dangerous." she chuckled.

"It's a Nemesis Force Halberd actually," he corrected her.

Mokaela shrugged, "Regardless, I like it. You deserve to have a razorflail too. You're really good at using them. I was talking to the lacerai hekatarii about how to improve earlier and told them to emulate your fighting style with it."

"Why would you tell them that? I can't imagine they took it well," he shook his head.

The succubus smirked, "Oh on the contrary, I've never seen the lacerai so motivated before. Seeing a monkeigh use a razorflail better than them has motivated quite a few of our girls to improve. None of them would ever have the humility to admit it, but they respect you now…as do I. Maybe later I can show you some cool tricks."

"I crushed your skull with my bare hands. Why would you feel anything other than contempt and hatred for me?" Seiras questioned her disbelievingly.

"That was rather mild compared to what you did to Aelendriel…though that's the nature of the arena I suppose." Mokaela laughed.

The other succubus looked unhappy about Mokaela bringing her defeat up so humorously. She shook her head, "This isn't funny, Mokaela! He mutilated and humiliated me in the arena!"

"That's the nature of the game, Aelendriel. You're lucky we all got second chances from Melisara. I say we all let bygones be bygones and start anew," Mokaela replied.

Aelendriel growled, "He bit my ear off! You expect me to just get over the fact that this overgrown animal made me look like a bitch in front of everyone?! They were laughing at me!"

"Hold a grudge if you insist, but my approval of Seiras has only increased since he beat all of us. He might have even had a decent chance against Renfaeda had he been fresh and uninjured. I'm well-trained in both Drukhari and harlequin battle styles, and I'll respect anyone who can beat me," Mokaela shot back.

"I watched the vids of his battle with you...how could you fall for an obvious trap like that?!" Aelendriel demanded.

"I already told you, Aelendriel...I expected him to make a last effort, but he moved faster than I anticipated. I underestimated his speed. He was purposely fighting me slower near the end so that he could pull that stunt. We're all technically more skilled than he is, but he is tactically brilliant as a combatant. He picked you and Nelfaera apart pretty easily, and found your weaknesses. It's not completely surprising that found mine too," Mokaela responded with her arms crossed.

'Actually, I just got lucky...but I'll let her keep thinking that if it helps me out,' Seiras thought to himself.

"Mokaela…" Seiras addressed her causing both of the succubi to look at him curiously.

"Yes, Seiras?" she tilted her head with sultry eyes and a coy smile.

"Where does Renfaeda rank among the wyches of Commorragh? Is she one of the best?" he asked her.

The succubus grinned at his question, "Oh, I think she was third or fourth overall. She recently passed up Helica Venomkiss for 2nd place I believe. Renfaeda passed her in approval rating after one-shotting you. Lelith Hesperax is still number one though. Granted, since she's not here anymore, I don't know if her ranking still counts. She joined the Ynnari I think. Vect wasn't pleased about it, but he didn't put out any bounties on her."

"These Ynnari…who exactly are they?" he asked even though he already knew.

"A bunch of lunatics who worship some new Eldar God called Ynnead. They operate under the belief that Ynnead will save the Eldar race from She-Who-Thirsts. Their leader is this ex-gladiator and corsair named Yvraine. She fought Lelith Hesperax in the arena and died…but came back to life and opened a warp tear in Commorragh a good while back. I believe it temporarily broke Khaine's Gate. I'm not sure exactly what happened, but Lelith Hesperax took a host of her wyches and ended up joining these Ynnari afterwards. Last I heard they went through Biel-Tann and messed it up pretty badly. In addition to being a skilled gladiatior, Yvraine is also a super powerful psyker from what I've heard. I'd wager she's very dangerous." Mokaela explained.

"The Ynnari are delusional zealots, but I can't argue with their methods. At least they're proactive in making some much needed changes to the Aeldari as a whole," Melisara noted.

Mokaela's eyes trailed up towards the Kabal banner on Seiras' armour and smirked, "So…it looks like you're working for us now then? I'm rather surprised they let you walk around in your armour and carry weapons. You're dangerous even without them."

"Melisara, why does he have the Kabal banner on his armour? For that matter, why's he in his armour?!" Aelendriel practically demanded in her own language as she sent a disapproving glare at Seiras.

"He just went to wipe out the Khestri family along with two of Faelan's incubi. It was a resounding success from what I heard," Melisara answered with amusement.

"I heard the spire was attacked…I didn't realize it was a purge. How did you convince him to do that? He did it willingly?!" Aelendriel replied with complete disbelief.

"Ask Renfaeda or Faelan if you want the details, but Seiras works for the Aeshul family now. Faelan has taken a real liking to him from what I've seen and so have I," Melisara grinned.

"Faelan likes him, does he? That's definitely a good sign. I suppose that means that Seiras fights for us now? Talk about good news," Mokaela beamed.

Seiras found Mokaela's approval of the situation unusual but maintained an indifferent expression as he kept pretending to be oblivious to their conversation.

"So you wiped out the Khestri Spire with the incubi, Seiras? How exciting! How did it go?" Mokaela asked warmly.

He shrugged, "We captured Shiralyn Khestri and killed the rest."

"I'm kind of surprised you would obey Faelan or that his incubi would allow you to even help them," Mokaela noted.

"We all had our orders, and we did what we had to do." Seiras replied neutrally.

Aelendriel looked truly confused by the newfound information, "How did you get his armour and weapons, Melisara? They were in my trophy collection."

"His armour and weapons are mine now. I took them as payment for reviving you," the haemonculus chirped cheerily.

Aelendriel grimaced angrily, "What?! But you can't take my trophies!"

"I can't? Is that so? And how else did you plan on paying me? You're lucky that's all I wanted from you." she countered.

"You know I pay you plenty of my slave stock and all of those-" Aelendriel didn't get to finish her statement.

Melisara immediately interrupted her, "His things were all I wanted from you. I have enough slaves at my coven spire to drown a void whale. Besides, Seiras is much more useful to us with his actual wargear. Now if you want those body enhancements you were asking for…that's going to cost you even more. I also took that webway remote you had in your trophy collection. You can consider that a down payment."

"Why do I have pay extra?! What about Mokaela or Nelfaera?!" Aelendriel protested.

"I already paid Melisara with one of the spare holo-suits that daddy gave me. What's this about a webway remote though?" Mokaela interjected.

"Why would you take my webway remote, Melisara?!" the succubus almost squeaked as she ignored Mokaela.

"It's not yours. It was Seiras' webway remote, wasn't it?" the haemonculus smiled with sinister amusement.

Mokaela perked up with curiosity, "Seiras had a webway remote?"

"He did indeed," Melisara added.

"How did you even know it was his to begin with? I didn't tell anyone about it!" Aelendriel said urgently without even bothering to deny the claim anymore.

"Well it's completely obvious to me that nobody around here would have had one like this. This webway remote is a harlequin one, and I highly doubt you have the skill to steal from or kill a harlequin troupe. Even Mokaela doesn't own one of these and her father's a troupe master. The only person you could have stolen it from was Seiras," Melisara explained factually as she held up the unique looking remote.

"He had one of those?! Only elite harlequins carry those kind! He could get into the Black Library with that!" Mokaela gasped.

'What's the Black Library?' Seiras wondered. He had heard mention of it before, but had no clue what it really was.

Aelendriel gave Melisara a disapproving look, "I would prefer to keep it, but I suppose I don't have a choice in the matter."

"I'm glad you're so agreeable," Melisara responded with a sly smile.

The succubus scoffed in annoyance, "It's yours then, but you better not ask me for anything else as payment. That thing was priceless. I want my body enhancements in exchange. I don't have anything else to pay you with besides slaves and resources."

"Perhaps I can accept those terms. All I ask is that you two keep this a secret. If anyone finds out about this remote and I mean ANYONE…then I'll ensure that you two live out the rest of your lives in lower Commorragh as hideous mutants. Is that clear?" Melisara threatened.

"I won't say anything," Mokaela nodded immediately.

Aelendriel nodded fearfully, "My lips are sealed, Melisara. I swear by Vect and all the muses that I won't say anything to anyone."

"Very good, I'll look into your little body enhancements later Aelendriel. I was about to give Seiras a tour of my lab so you're both free to leave if there's nothing else," Melisara returned to a good mood as she levitated next to the Seiras and took his arm.

"Come now, Seiras, let's begin our tour," Melisara said gleefully as she guided Seiras away.

"Can I come along too, Melisara?" Mokaela asked eagerly.

Melisara cocked her head at the succubus curiously, "Certainly, though I am a bit curious as to why?"

"I've never received a tour of this lab, and I rather enjoy Seiras' company and yours," the succubus replied.

"Oh very well, come along Mokaela," she giggled with suspiciously sinister amusement.

Aelendriel immediately spoke up afterward, "If Mokaela is staying for this, I suppose I will too."

"You sure? Nobody is forcing you to. I don't want you to feel obligated to join us," Melisara smirked.

"I've always been curious about your lab too…so I'll stay," Aelendriel insisted.

Melisara smiled approvingly, "Very well, dear Aelendriel. I'll certainly make this worth your while."

Seiras couldn't help but wonder if Melisara had something sinister planned for the succubi. What was more surprising was why Aelendriel even wanted to come along. He quickly and logically deduced that she probably wanted to keep an eye on his and Melisara's friendliness as it was highly unusual. Plus, eldar were inquisitive and suspicious by nature. She likely didn't want to miss out on any gossip.

'She wants to spy on us maybe…or learn something about why Melisara is so nice to me,' Seiras thought as he glanced back at the succubus.

She sent him a nasty glare when they made eye contact, but quickly looked away as he stared at her for a moment. His lingering gaze caused her to look back with annoyance.

"What?! Why are you staring at me, monkeigh?!" Aelendriel hissed.

"Why are you here in Melisara's lab?" he asked her even though he knew the answer.

Aelendriel narrowed her gaze at him, "None of your business. Why does it concern you where I am?"

"I was just curious," Seiras replied with disinterest in his voice.

The succubus rolled her eyes before looking at Seiras again, "Don't start getting a big head just because you beat me. I'll admit you're skilled at fighting for a monkeigh, but that doesn't mean I consider you my equal, space marine. You still lost to Renfaeda in one attack from what I heard, so I suggest you remember your place around here!"

"He's not your equal, Aelendriel. He's better than you," Melisara sassed.

"But I…" Aelendriel couldn't really think of anything to say in her defense as she looked away bitterly.

Mokaela quickly pat her hair and sighed, "Oh cheer up, Aelendriel. You're still beautiful at least. By the way…Seiras, were you serious when you said Nelfaera was better looking than her?"

The librarian shrugged, "I was just trying to make her mad. I actually don't see much of a difference between the two of them other than their hair colours."

"Aelendriel is way prettier than Nelfaera, Seiras…trust me." Mokaela stated.

Seiras sighed, "Does it really matter?"

"You don't think Aelendriel is pretty?" Mokaela asked him.

"She's certainly the most feminine looking one out of all of you. I like her eye colour as well," Seiras admitted.

"Huh?! You like my eye colour?" Aelendriel repeated with evident shock in her voice.

This caused the succubus' face to get flustered in an almost pinkish purple hue. She decided not to respond as she looked away pretending not to care. Part of him wondered if she was blushing, but that seemed unlikely judging by her annoyed expression.

"If your little conversation is done, I will begin my tour now," Melisara interrupted as she gestured for the three of them follow her. Aelendriel followed silently behind Seiras, Mokaela, and Melisara as the haemonculus floated several meters forward.

"Before I show you around Seiras, I should mention that I'm rather unique for a haemonculus. I'm certain you're already aware of some of the reasons why. I'm definitely one of the prettiest you'll ever see. However, when it comes to the disciplines and philosophies of the Haemonculi, I specialize in several of them. Many of my peers consider me odd because I don't wholly commit to one. I once followed philosophies of the Scarlet Epicureans back around the time of the Fall. I would later delve into the mindsets of the Black Cornucopians and I still do to some extent. These days however, I am more aligned with the philosophies of the Masters of Apotheosis. My own apotheosis brought about a change in my perspective. That being said, I try to honour and study all disciplines when I can. I believe there's things to be gained by following all of them to some extent. Because of this, I am typically seen as an independent and open-minded haemonculus. I have close colleagues within many covens including the Prophets of Flesh, the Thirteen Scars, and the Altered. Nevertheless, I'm the leader and founder of the Revenants of Eternity Coven. Most know me better as the Immortal Revenant or Melisara the Immortal," Melisara explained.

Seiras had never heard of any of those haemonculi covens but was interested in what the various different philosophies meant. He glanced over at her curiously, "Why did you switch your disciplines and priorities of study from the Scarlet Epicureans to the other two? What do these philosophies entail?"

"The Scarlet Epicureans focus purely on sensation and hedonism. Many former deviants within the ancient pleasure cults kept this ideology and mindset. It is one of pure pleasure, adrenaline, and pain. While this may sound similar to modern commorites, it is far more extreme for the haemonculi who pursue it. Those that follow this path are no different than the Eldar that created Slaanesh. They would commit unspeakable depravities out of sheer boredom because they were addicted to the feeling of being alive. They were junkies for sensation and excitement. You have to understand that before the Fall, Eldar were immortal and all-powerful. Even if we died, we could just come back to life. Nothing was a threat to us, and we had nothing to work for. Many of us got bored and sought to indulge in taboo. Anything to distract us from the torture of a post scarcity life in eternal purgatory. For an ambitious scientist like me, it was unbearable having nothing to strive for. So I became addicted to a lot of things," the haemonculus answered distantly.

"Wait…so you were a member of one of those ancient pleasure cults that was responsible for the Fall?" Seiras gawked.

Both Mokaela and Aelendriel seemed curious about Seiras' knowledge on the topic and stared with silent interest at the conversation.

Melisara nodded, "I was indeed, but that was a long, LONG time ago. My maiden years are a distant memory. Honestly, I can barely remember most of them. Anyways, to finish my explanation, the Black Cornucopians focus on hoarding everything in the galaxy that they can take. It's a collectivist mindset. I'm a collector and I'm still a hoarder, so I suppose you could say I never officially grew out of this 'phase' as you humans would call it. The Masters of Apotheosis discipline is exactly what it sounds like. It revolves around the belief of constantly bettering oneself and others. Some would even call it self-deification or genetic uplifting. From a direct perspective, that's the one I'm most aligned with now. Though I've transitioned through the other two, I still maintain their teachings and mindsets. Most Masters of Apotheosis followers are usually responsible for the creation of scourges, but I also pursue more advanced gene-modding as I'm sure you know. I even specialize in enhancing wyches if they can afford it…"

"So you're also the leader of the Revenants of Eternity haemonculi coven? What does that coven specialize in?" Seiras asked with unfiltered interest.

"Flesh-crafting, soul-reaping, reanimation, biological enhancements, gene-modding, dark matter engineering, and a whole lot of other things. We're most famous for our reanimation skills though. We're not called the Revenants for nothing. We're also the only coven that has any type of skill at reanimating psykers or pariahs," Melisara beamed.

"Why do you work for Archon Faelan if you were once Asdrubael Vect's haemonculus? That seems like a step down." Seiras asked her.

Melisara tilted her head at him and chuckled at his question, "I was one of Vect's haemonculi, though I do believe I was his favorite. I took this job with Faelan because he gives me plenty of privacy to work on my side projects. At my coven, there are quite a few nosy colleagues that snoop around my work more than I liked, and when I worked for Vect, I was usually busy most of the time with his affairs. In addition to my private set up here, Faelan also pays me very well in slaves, resources, and favors. The fact that I like him personally is just a nice little perk to add on top."

Aelendriel was staring bewildered at Melisara and Seiras during their conversation. She was hopelessly confused by their civility and especially by Seiras' insight and curiosity for Melisara.

"When did you two get so friendly with each other?" she couldn't help but voice her concern.

Melisara glanced back at her and sighed, "Seiras is a scholar like me and he's a delight to speak with. Monkeigh or not, he thinks like I do. I find more kinship with him than most of the commorrites I deal with on a regular basis. I would proudly call us friends."

"Friends?! Seriously?! Are you joking right now, Melisara?" Aelendriel said disbelievingly.

"Why would I joke about that? Do you think I'd give Seiras a tour of my lab if I didn't like him?" the haemonculus smirked.

Mokaela sent Seiras an inviting look, "Can we be friends as well, Seiras?"

"Assuming you're being serious, I don't understand why you would want to be on good terms with me." he trailed off uncertainly.

Aelendriel remained silent as she watched Mokaela smile proudly. The older succubus spoke with seductive joy in her voice, "There's a lot you don't understand about Eldar females…at least not yet."

'What in the warp is she talking about?!' he couldn't help but think as he looked away and tried to ignore the two succubi.

"Now this area is where I'll be keeping your armour and weapons. It's one of my four vaults in here. This one particular is where I keep most high-level Imperium trophies and the like. We might as well unequip you while you're here," Melisara continued speaking.

"Do what you must," Seiras replied blankly as Melisara guided him towards the vault.

"Place your weapons there, and my newly created system will do the rest," the haemonculus stated enthusiastically. Seiras did as commanded as he placed his two weapons in the vault. Several moments later, a series of mechanical instruments that put servitors to shame quickly and easily pulled off and unequipped his power armour in practically no time at all. He watched with disbelieving fascination as the advanced alien machinery placed it into the vault onto display before closing itself.

"I had no idea you had machines like this," Seiras noted.

Melisara gleefully boasted, "Ah yes, I reverse-engineered and upgraded an ancient human design with this. How do you like it? Conveniently quick and efficient isn't it?"

"Indeed it is," Seiras agreed.

'Why didn't you use this to equip me then? Maybe she really was purposely taking her time to agitate those Incubi? There's honestly no telling with Melisara…' Seiras thought immediately afterward.

Aelendriel stared at Seiras briefly before asking a question, "Why are you so agreeable with your situation? You had your armour and weapons and you willingly let Melisara remove them? Why didn't you try to escape?"

"Escape where exactly? I have no way of escaping the webway," Seiras countered.

The succubus scoffed at him, "Obviously, but your kind or usually too stupid to realize that. I find it hard to believe that you've just accepted your enslavement here so easily."

"Nobody cares what you think," Seiras replied. His response caused Aelendriel to immediately sour into a nasty mood.

Before she could voice her displeasure, Melisara changed the subject. She pointed ahead with excitement, "Alright, now over here in this area is what I call the Fleshworks Chamber. This is where I make my grotesques, modify eldar into scourges, and perform other various body modification experiments. There are a few lobotomized grotesques here at the moment. These two came out rather poorly, so I'm recycling them for another batch. There are several ways to make them, but they're best created with a template body and forged over several months with sinew, hormones, metal, and flesh. It's a long process, but I take an unwilling subject and I inject them with a manner of unique concoctions that force them to grow and mutate. I'll then reshape and enhance them with various amounts of extra flesh and organs that I might want to add. Some are more cybernetic than others. Each one however is a unique work of art. Granted they're nowhere near as impressive as space marines. I would never dare compare one to a genetic masterpiece like yourself."

"I've always wondered what these things actually were," Seiras noted.

"Past the Fleshworks Chamber I have my ingredient storage vault. Your kind would probably call it an Apothecarium. This area is where I store all the ingredients for my experiments. It has anything you can imagine from the blood of all known species, semen samples, spinal fluid, poisons, biological agents, glass plague vials, dark matter pods, tears of children, and so on. I also used to keep my gene-seed stock in here before I traded it. Usually I'd store vatborn fetuses here too, but I haven't made a new batch of them in a while," Melisara smirked.

"Vatborn…disgusting," Aelendriel scoffed.

Seiras tilted his head back, "You keep tears of children? What possible use would that provide?"

"You'd be surprised how much people pay for it. The tears of Eldar children are the most expensive and the tears of human children the cheapest. I mix it with a variety of ingredients such as tortured souls, virgin menstrual blood, ground up Kroot hearts, and a long list of other reagents. The one I just gave Tahril also had a part of a Tau Ethereal's heart mixed in. The elixirs that I make out of these things are very effective at reversing soul decay. I'm a bit of a pioneer at creating Soul serums and elixirs. It's useful for those that don't have time to torture slaves all day. Vect enjoyed them a great deal since he was so busy all the time. He was also fond of sharing them with random human slaves while he told them stories. Though it wasn't exactly pleasant on their gastrointestinal systems," Melisara laughed.

"I'm wondering something Melisara…that slave girl that the archon keeps with her. The red-haired one…where did he get her?" Seiras changed the subject.

The haemonculus thought for a moment, "The pariah you mean? I believe he found her on a black ship centuries ago. She was with him before I came into Faelan's service, so I don't know all the details. Meela is a Sister of Silence however. I have her armour locked up in my main vault."

"Really? I've heard legends about them, but I've never actually seen one. That would explain a lot about her. I can't believe that thought never crossed my mind," Seiras remarked as if a revelation had just hit him.

"What are Sisters of Silence? Are they like Sisters of Battle? I've never heard of that faction." Mokaela interjected with curiosity.

Melisara glanced at her, "No, Sisters of Silence are far more powerful and deadly than Sororitas. They are an all-female order of genetically enhanced blanks and pariahs that the humans use to hunt down and apprehend psykers. They also used to guard the Emperor of Mankind along with his Adeptus Custodes. They're very dangerous and hard to kill. Most high-ranking ones are trained to be able to kill an average space marine and they are a nightmare for Eldar to fight. The sisters have advanced wargear as well. Meela herself is an Oblivion Knight from what I can discern. Her armour is prestigious, she's got the physique and enhancements for it, and she is closer to Eldar height than any female human I've ever seen. She's also very good at killing eldar. She's a perfect bodyguard for Faelan. That being said, Faelan has been more protective of her since her death and typically doesn't let her fight. He initially requested my services to resurrect Meela. I believe she is a full-blown pariah and not just a regular blank judging by how much she scares and repulses everyone around Faelan."

"How is he able to tolerate her presence?" Seiras asked confused, "regular nulls are already repulsive to your kind. Aren't pariahs the most powerful nulls? I hear they're unbearable to be around even for non-psychics."

"The latent psychic potential of the Drukhari Commorrites has long since atrophied over the millennia. We 'Dark Eldar' are far more tolerant of nulls than our craftworld cousins or the harlequins. With that being said, a pariah still evokes a strong feeling of discomfort from us. Faelan likely enjoys the unease Meela's presence brings to his underlings. The incubi are disciplined enough to stand her presence, but not many others are. Her company has negated three assassination attempts on him in the past century alone. She also shields him from psychic and daemonic power as you likely know. As for why Faelan seems to fancy her…I couldn't say. Faelan has secrets that even I'm unaware of." the haemonculus replied.

'I wonder if Meela is actually loyal to Faelan? From what it sounds like, he treats her well. Is she just going along with this like me until she can escape? Ashera seemed to think that she wouldn't betray Faelan...though that could just be her own bias.' Seiras wondered briefly.

"So…she's a warrior? I had no idea…" Aelendriel trailed off disbelievingly.

"You should pay more attention. You've been around her more than I have," Melisara chuckled.

"Looking at her makes me uncomfortable…besides, I only ever see that slut in slave girl lingerie. I seriously don't understand how Faelan can even be in the same room as her...let alone allow the bitch to sit next to him all the time. She also smells horrible, and the room is always cold when she's there! Why is he attracted to that damn monster?!" the succubus countered.

"Perhaps breeding with her has given him some type of tolerance to her blank aura. Though, that's just a hypothesis of mine. I honestly don't know. Faelan didn't actually let me experiment on her body. He was present the entire time she was in the reanimation pod. He certainly values her more than anything else around here," the haemonculus replied.

"That would make sense if it's actually true…what I'm wondering is how Maeralya can tolerate her too. She and Faelan are the only ones that don't seem to hate that woman." Mokaela spoke darkly.

Melisara shrugged, "Well Maeralya is sometimes involved during their encounters, so that might add credence to my theory. Unfortunately, I have no way of proving it."

"What are Oblivion Knights exactly? I don't really know much about the Sisters of Silence." Seiras changed the subject immediately as he did not want to hear about Meela's sexual abuse at the hands of Faelan.

"Oblivion Knights are higher ranking elites in the Silent Sisterhood I believe. They usually have a red aquila tattooed on their foreheads which marks their position. Most silent sisters have shaved heads minus a warrior tail on top, which makes it easy to notice. Meela's tattoo is mostly covered by her bangs as her hair has grown in long over the years. You have to get close to really see it for what it is," Melisara answered.

"If she's a sister of silence, that would explain how she knows Astartes sign language," Seiras thought aloud.

'Oh no…I didn't mean to say that with Mokaela and Aelendriel here,' he immediately caught his mistake.

Aelendriel perked up with curiosity as she immediately interjected, "Wait, those gestures she does with her hands…you can understand it?"

Seiras glanced over at Aelendriel and nodded, "Yes, I can."

"Faelan can too…although, I don't know how he learned it. The woman's a mute. So her hand gestures are some type of space marine sign language? Why would Faelan know it?" Aelendriel pointed out.

Melisara chuckled, "Maybe you should ask him, Aelendriel."

'Actually, this works in my favor. It's good to know that Faelan can understand Astartes sign language. I shouldn't communicate anything suspicious with Meela in front of him then. I get the feeling he's way more powerful, intelligent, and dangerous than I'm giving him credit for. I should be very wary of Faelan,' Seiras made a mental reminder.

"I'd sooner take my chances asking Lord Vect why he and Lady Malys broke up," Aelendriel shot back.

'Lady Malys…isn't she the Archon of the Poisoned Tongue Kabal? They said she was backing the Bladed Sun Kabal against Faelan. She used to be Vect's lover? How unusual...' the Blood Raven thought briefly.

"Now this area here is what I call the Ecstasy Den," Melisara continued the tour as she guided Seiras and the wyches into another room.

They all looked around curiously at it as Melisara pointed out various things, "In here is primarily where I distill Nightbliss Nectar and other various high-quality drugs. I also like to test them out on subjects as well. My personal chambers are actually right next to this area as well."

Seiras immediately felt uncomfortable when he heard 'Nightbliss Nectar' and 'personal chambers' used so closely together. This vault chamber looked more than a little suspicious judging by how comfortable it looked. Half of it looked like a high-tech drug den, and the other half looked like a noble's penthouse estate room combined with a sex dungeon. He knew that lingering here was not a good idea.

"Interesting," Seiras trailed off slowly as he glanced at Melisara, "so what about that assembly across the lab near your main vault?"

Melisara was quick to notice his discomfort and chuckled, "We'll get to that, Seiras…but since you're already here, I have to ask a favor of you."

"What is it?" he said slowly as unease began to rise.

Aelendriel looked more than a little concerned as well as Melisara pressed a button causing the room's chamber door to seal shut. Mokaela seemed to catch on what was coming next as she actually started smirking.

"I need biological samples from you to put it bluntly…a lot of them too," the haemonculus began with a sly grin.

"You couldn't get those while I was dead?" Seiras asked.

Melisara shook her head, "Oh no, I already got plenty of other samples from your gene-seed and your brain. I needed you alive for this part."

"Why did you close the door, Melisara?" Aelendriel almost demanded.

"What kind of samples are you talking about?" Seiras pretended to be oblivious. Deep down however, he already knew. Melisara vaguely mentioned it earlier in her collection.

"Semen samples…I had planned on collecting them myself, although since Mokaela and Aelendriel were so eager to come along, I can have them help me with it," the haemonculus giggled with perversion.

Aelendriel's eyes shot open, "You want us to have sex with him?! I refuse!"

"What's that, Aelendriel? You don't want my services anymore?" Melisara taunted the succubus causing her to look even more horrified.

"Well, this is rather unexpected, but Seiras is cute though…I wouldn't mind taking his virginity." Mokaela began to giggle with malicious perversion at the idea. He found it horrifying that she was in approval of the situation.

"What the hell do you need semen samples for? He's a space marine! He can't even breed, Melisara!" Aelendriel tried to keep protesting.

Melisara gave Seiras a knowing grin as she licked her lips, "Should you tell them Seiras, or should I?"

"Tell us what, exactly?" Mokaela's eyes lit up eagerly.

The Astartes remained deathly silent as he refused to speak of what happened with Renfaeda. Melisara chuckled before turning her head towards Aelendriel and Mokaela, "Renfaeda proved that wrong not too long ago."

"You had sex with Renfaeda?! Why the hell would she let you defile her?!" Aelendriel said disbelievingly to Seiras.

"Oh wow, Renfaeda beat me to it! You're lucky though Seiras…she's really sexy. Although, I'll admit I'm a bit jealous now that I can't be your first," Mokaela added.

He remained silent as he tried to make peace with what was about to happen. There was no way he could refuse Melisara. She was his ticket out of Commorragh. 'Why would Melisara make me do this?! I guess I don't have a choice…'

"How did you find out, Melisara?" Seiras finally broke his silence.

The haemonculus smirked at his question, "Nightbliss Nectar is a super high-quality drug. The only way anyone can get it around here is through me. When Renfaeda asked for some the other day, I already knew what she was going to use it for. I'm guessing her escort to your slave chamber had a bit of a detour didn't it?"

"This is absurd! I am not even attracted to him! If Mokaela wants to sully herself with him then fine, but he couldn't satisfy me if his life depended on it! Just because Renfaeda or the others have a monkeigh fetish, doesn't mean I do!" Aelendriel said defiantly.

"Is that right? Let's have a little bet then, shall we? If he can't satisfy you then I'll give you unlimited access to biological upgrades and the best combat drugs I have for free. What do you say?" Melisara smirked.

"This ought to be interesting…" Mokaela smirked.

Aelendriel paused in silence as she looked at Melisara shocked. She seemed to be conflicted about the situation now as she looked away and spoke, "So if I have sex with him, you'll give me access to hyper adrenal combat stimulants and free upgrades?"

"Absolutely…but that's only if he can't satisfy you," the haemonculus replied.

'Emperor help me…why is Melisara doing this?!' Seiras thought concerned.

"That would also apply to the payment I already owe you too, yes?" Aelendriel confirmed anxiously.

Melisara nodded, "Of course. Would you be willing to let her go first, Mokaela?"

"I suppose…though she better share!" Mokaela giggled.

The younger succubus ran a hand through her hair and sighed, "Well if it's that good of a deal, I guess it's worth letting this monkeigh embarrass himself. However, I'll only accept it on one more condition…nobody gets to know about this except for us. I don't want my reputation ruined any further than it already has been."

"I accept your terms, dear Aelendriel," Melisara smiled.

Aelendriel glanced over at Seiras and laughed at him, "Well I guess it's your lucky day, monkeigh…you get to clumsily attempt mating with me."

"This agreement has nothing of benefit to me, Melisara…I have no interest in this," Seiras said distastefully.

Aelendriel crossed her arms at him, "I still don't believe it myself, but a bet's a bet. Let's see what you got then, space marine. I can't wait to watch you fail miserably at your pathetic attempt to mate with me."

He watched confused as Aelendriel immediately began to strip her armour off. She was fully naked in a few seconds.

Seiras glanced at the enthusiastic Melisara before sighing heavily, "Alright then…"

Aelendriel looked noticeably curious as Seiras stripped himself. He wasn't erect yet, but the succubus seemed to be staring at his manhood with curiosity.

"You sure you can handle that, Aelendriel?" Mokaela teased her underling.

"You can't even get hard without Nightbliss Nectar. What a joke!" Aelendriel laughed.

"Don't mind her attitude, Seiras…Aelendriel isn't sexually experienced from what I've heard. She's probably nervous," Melisara chuckled.

The succubus looked embarrassed by that remark as she took a step closer, "That's a lie! I have a lot of sex! I'm not nervous at all!"

"Then why are you being so skittish? Make a move, Aelendriel. He's not going to be stimulated until you start pleasing him," Melisara replied.

Her pink eyes glanced at Seiras briefly before she hissed, "I shouldn't have to! He's the one who's too scared to make a move!"

'I'm starting to think Aelendriel has a strange way of projecting her insecurities onto others. It's quite childish,' Seiras thought to himself as he took a step closer.

The succubus seemed a bit alarmed when she saw Seiras approach, but quickly regained her cocky demeanor as she stepped forward, "I doubt you can even get hard, but I'll be nice and suck your dick for you just to prove it!"

The situation quickly escalated into more blatant heresy as Aelendriel moved down and began to give him oral stimulation. She was definitely inexperienced at giving blowjobs as her motions almost reminded him of Jessenta. Just thinking about the sororita blowing him was enough to send a strong and warm blood flow into his manhood.

As he got harder, Mokaela pushed Aelendriel's head from behind forcing her to take in more, "Deep throat that dick, Aelendriel."

The younger succubus almost choked as she gagged briefly in a humming bob. Seiras would be lying if he said it didn't feel great. Aelendriel seemed proud of herself when she noticed him reacting to it and smacked her lips away as she looked up arrogantly, "Well, I guess I was wrong...you can get hard. So all those times you were staring at me...you were daydreaming about this happening huh? I knew you wanted me! I'll make you cum before this dick even penetrates me!"

With aggressive lust and promiscuous pride, the succubus continued on with her attempts to end this as fast as possible. Her mouth felt amazing and warm around his cock as she tried her hardest to force in as much as she could. Aelendriel seemed to be enjoying herself and was actually getting wet from causing him pleasure.

Seiras felt an increasing desire build up within him as Aelendriel sucked and licked with increasing pace. She then began to stroke with soft and forceful pressure using both hands as she deepthroated him. She vibrated the inside of her mouth and throat with a loud hum as well.

At this point, he actually wanted to fuck her now. Aelendriel nearly shrieked as Seiras pulled her head back a moment later. She looked up at him and laughed, "You were about to cum, weren't you? Pfft! Your cock tastes disgusting by the way. It's a wonder I haven't thrown up from this yet."

"Shut up, Eldar bitch," Seiras replied as he grabbed her by the throat and pushed her to the ground.

Aelendriel gasped as he got between her legs a moment later. She looked a bit hesitant and fearful as Seiras spread her legs apart. Despite her mental reservations about it, the succubus was dripping wet with bodily fluids from her nether regions. It had a strangely sweet aroma to it.

"You're looking awfully vulnerable there, Aelendriel," Mokaela cooed as she began to start playing with her own hair and caressing her thigh from the show.

"W-wait! I'm not ready yet! ARGH!" Aelendriel shrieked as Seiras disregarded her protests. He didn't really care much about anything at this point as he immediately entered her without any regard for her own comfort or not. Aelendriel screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain as Seiras began to repeatedly penetrate her with slow and powerful thrusts.

She eventually got over her reservations about it as the experience began to invoke a bit more pleasure than she expected.

"Is that all you can do?! If you're going to fuck me, then do it right, you stupid monkeigh! This hurts!" she instigated between heavy breaths as she could barely control her own moaning. This continued on for a few minutes with random comments here and there about how terrible he was at it.

"By the way…who feels better, me or Renfaeda? What kind of question is that…of course I'm better aren't I?" Aelendriel asked as she aggressively squeezed her vaginal muscles around him with each thrust causing waves of pleasure. Seiras immediately started going faster now as the pressure built up.

"I can feel you trembling! You're almost done, and you haven't even come close to satisfying me! Any second now you're just going to explode." Aelendriel boasted.

"Lift her left leg up further Seiras and aim higher," Mokaela gave him unwanted advice.

Humoring her request, Seiras repositioned Aelendriel a bit as he began to go deeper and harder.

"OOOOH! Not there! NO! Don't go that fast!" Aelendriel couldn't help but squeal as a shudder went through both her and Seiras' bodies. He found a special spot within her inner walls that seemed to evoke a feeling of extreme euphoria as she began to contract and vibrate around his thrusting manhood.

"What's the matter, Aelendriel? Is it starting to feel really good?" Melisara teased her.

"He found the spot…hahahaha!" Mokaela laughed.

The proud succubus tried to resist the feeling but was soon lost to her own lust as she wrapped her legs around Seiras' waist, "You like that, don't you Seiras?! You're probably dying to cum inside of me, aren't you? Go ahead…Ahhhhh! Don't slow down! Rape me you damn monkeigh! Keep going right there! RIGHT THERE! AHHH ARRGHHH! It feels so good! OOOOOOH! MMMMMM!"

Seiras couldn't hold it back any longer as he let it all go and finally came. She hadn't stopped orgasming yet and couldn't stop now as the warm and sticky fluid lubricated her even further. The only things that could be heard in the chamber were her screams, Seiras' grunts, and the rapid slapping sound of sticky flesh colliding repeatedly.

Once their orgasms were finally over, Seiras pulled out of her. Aelendriel quickly caught her breath as she looked down at her semen-filled vagina. She seemed to immediately regain her clarity when she realized that she lost the agreement with Melisara.

The succubus sat up and felt her vagina almost angrily, "I came!? Fuck! You did too?! UGH! Gross…there's so much of it! Did this really just happen?"

"I'm afraid it did…" Melisara smirked as she moved over with some type of medical instrument and began to extract the bodily fluids from Aelendriel's vagina.

Aelendriel couldn't help but gasp from how sensitive the area was as Melisara held it open and began to suck out the bodily fluids with her tool.

"You're a lucky girl, Aelendriel. That looked like it felt amazing. I can't wait to go next," Mokaela said joyously.

Seiras looked down as he felt the familiar post sex shame once again. He couldn't help but wonder how this was going to affect things, 'I wonder what Renfaeda will think if she finds out about this?'

Aelendriel let out an annoyed sigh before glancing at Seiras, "I can't believe I let you finish inside of me! Ughhh! Can you at least look grateful that I let you mate with me?! Don't even act like you didn't enjoy it! You like humiliating me…don't you? I'll bet that's why you got off on this, isn't it? Did you like defiling me? Do you like the idea of me being your bitch?!"

"Considering he beat you twice in a fight and sexually dominated you, I'd say you're technically his bitch now, Aelendriel," Melisara laughed.

The proud succubus rolled her eyes before glancing at Seiras, "Well isn't that just nice…now my humiliation in complete. I might as well be your damn girlfriend at this point. At least I could shove that in Kaerith's stupid face!"

"If that's what you want," Melisara teased.

"Hold up, Aelendriel…if that's the case, then you're going to have to share him with me," Mokaela said with her sultry voice. To Seiras' horror, she was already stripping naked too.

Aelendriel seemed annoyed as she stared at Seiras, "Are you going to acknowledge me or what?! Don't you dare ignore me!"

"Can we just move on now, Melisara?" Seiras asked the haemonculus as he tried to ignore Aelendriel and Mokaela.

"Not so fast, Seiras. I'm going to need a lot more semen than this. I'll need to fill up six of these containers. This is barely enough to fill up half of one," Melisara said as she examined her collected sample with a sly grin.

He shook his head, "Well I don't know how you intend on getting more out of me than that."

"By fucking you dry of course…" Melisara said with casual sultriness.

Seiras' doubts were removed a split second later when Melisara injected him with a large dosage of Nightbliss Nectar from one of her arms. She quickly did the same thing to Aelendriel, Mokaela, and then herself.

"You'll find I have my ways, Seiras. It's been a while since I've mated with anyone. I hope you don't mind, but I like to be on top," Melisara laughed wickedly as she pulled her clothes and armour off.

Stripping off the armor, weapons, and tools that she usually carried revealed that her two biomechanical arms were actually regular arms underneath their attachments. The spiny appendages attached to her back moved to each grab around one of Seiras' arms. The tail like one grabbed one of his legs holding Seiras completely in place.

He took this time to take in the haemonculus' appearance. Underneath her armoured robes, Melisara was wearing a bra and underwear made out of flesh. Seeing a fleur-de-lis on the bra, he immediately realized that it was probably the flesh of a former Sororita. It made sense considering how much Melisara disliked religious fanatics.

Slowly and seductively, Melisara stripped it all off and revealed her fully nude form. Despite her bizarre haemonculus physiology, Melisara looked mostly normal except for the extra arms and the spiny extensions. She had a beautifully aesthetic physique that rivaled a wyches, and there wasn't a single blemish or scar on her entire body. Her creepy doll like face was somewhat seductive and terrifying at the same time.

He could barely believe how curvaceous and appealing she looked to him when out of her clothes. Although, that could have just been a side-effect of the drugs. Melisara reached for Seiras' hand with two of her clawed ones and guided it to touch her exposed flesh.

It was softer than silk but still felt muscled and tough. The impossibility of having this type of skin truly enraptured his curiosity as he didn't resist feeling it over more. His hand slowly reached up towards her chest where her impractically large bust stuck outward defying gravity.

"You like these, don't you? I heard a lot of monkeigh have a fetish for large breasts, so I enhanced mine just for you, Seiras. I aim to please in any way I can. Feel free to touch all you want," the haemonculus said seductively.

The nightbliss nectar quickly did its work as the overwhelming sensation of the drug caused him to immediately enter a lustful state again. Melisara moved closer towards him and immediately began to lick his face. Her long alien tongue reminded him of a serpent's as it soon found its way towards his mouth.

As their mouths met, Seiras let Melisara playfully molest his tongue in a brief but ravenous kiss. Moments later, she pushed him to the ground and immediately mounted him. As she slid down on top of his erect manhood, Seiras gasped into a low scream from how good it felt. Her inner walls were drenched with bodily fluids and felt even softer than her skin if that was possible. Words couldn't describe how great she felt, and he immediately lost all sense of control as he wanted nothing more than to pump into her.

Melisara giggled in delight from his enthusiastic lust as she felt him buck from beneath her as fast as he could. She moaned in approval as she squeezed around him and began to quicken her pace.

"I'm going to need a lot of semen, so don't even think about holding back on me, Seiras. Indulge in this carnal delight...you deserve it," Melisara stated as she moaned.

"You totally just jumped ahead of me, Melisara! Start licking Seiras! I need stimulation right now!" Mokaela interrupted as she sat on his face. This forced him to attempt orally pleasing Mokaela as Melisara rode him. Both were making lustful sounds from the act and Mokaela was so wet, that he was practically drinking from her vagina now. It had a sweet alien taste to it that he had no comparison for.

This sexual depravity continued on for a while as Seiras aggressively went as fast and as hard as he could. Melisara was riding him wildly as she matched his thrusts with her own. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore as he completely filled her up with the sticky hot love juice.

"AHHH YES! That feels amazing! OOOOH!" Melisara cooed as she relaxed her breathing.

She got off of him afterwards and immediately went to filling up another container with the fresh semen now oozing from her crotch. Seiras couldn't even move for a moment as he felt his body still recovering from the indescribable sensation. The moment Melisara was off of him, Mokaela seized her chance to straddle him as he attempted to sit up. He watched with curiosity as Melisara set aside the two now filled containers. She spoke approvingly, "Hopefully I don't get pregnant from his, hahaha!"

Seiras felt a bizarre and spine-tingling concern as he tried to briefly figure out what Melisara wanted his sperm for. He didn't get much time to think about it as Mokaela lustfully began to make out with him.

Thanks to the Nightbliss Nectar, he immediately got hard again as Mokaela caressed her muscled soft body against his own. She slid down over his manhood and gasped in ecstasy as her body was fully ready for it. The succubus began to grind with acrobatic precision as she went full speed immediately.

"I don't think daddy would like this, but what daddy doesn't know, won't hurt him," Mokaela said with a slutty giggle.

While neither succubus felt as good as Melisara did, Seiras couldn't contain his overwhelming drug-filled lust to ravage them as he flipped her around onto her hands and knees.

He pulled Mokaela by the hair as he began to repeat the same position, he used on Sorellia recently. Mokaela didn't even try to hold back her shameless moans as she was drilled from behind.

"Oh, pull my hair! Yes! You know what I like! You know what I want!" Aelendriel moaned as she spread her legs acrobatically wider.

He continued ravaging her from behind at an increased pace which caused the succubus no small amount of sickening joy. "Seiras! Seiras! UGHHHHH AHHHH! Give it to me! I want more!" Mokaela was now calling his name out.

He didn't know how or why, but something about the pathetically feminine way she would cry his name made him enjoy this a lot more than he should have.

"AHHHH!" Mokaela screamed into her climax before slumping over in front of Seiras with a whorish expression. She had rolled-up eyes, a stuck-out tongue, and a completely flushed face. She laughed to herself as she moaned proudly, "That might be the best I've ever had."

"The Nightbliss nectar quadruples pleasure sensitivities in your nerve cells. You might have trouble walking for a few minutes after each session," Melisara interjected as she harvested the fluids from Mokaela as well.

"Let's get high! Do you have any other drugs, Melisara?" Mokaela asked eagerly as she managed to turn around and crawl over on top of Seiras. He almost wanted to cringe when he felt the succubus nuzzle up against him and lick the sweat from his body.

Mokaela's tender moment was cut short when Aelendriel began to start sucking Seiras off again.

'What the hell?! Again?! I don't know how much of this my body can take.' he thought disbelievingly.

"Looks like Aelendriel wants some more," Mokaela giggled as she began to start kissing Seiras again while the other succubus sucked him off.

Unfortunately, the lust returned to Seiras as he got erect once again. At this point it was starting to get painful, but there was nothing he could do to stop it now.

Aelendriel stopped sucking after a while and quickly taunted him, "I want you to rape me! Make me your bitch, Seiras!"

Mokaela moved aside and grabbed Aelendriel's arms from behind and wrapped her legs around the other succubus forcing her legs wide. "I'll hold her for you. Rape her, Seiras!" Mokaela said approvingly.

"Imagine what your fans would say if they could see you now. The great Aelendriel Raya begging for a monkeigh to rape her," Melisara delighted in the irony.

Aelendriel wasn't in her right mind to respond as she cried out and moaned pathetically. In some sick, twisted way, she got extreme sexual gratification from being dominated like this.

"Do you like it, Aelendriel? Does it feel good to be taken?" Melisara teased.

"Yes! Don't stop! It feels so good!" Aelendriel said incoherently between moans.

"You like being Seiras' whore?" Melisara asked. Aelendriel couldn't even answer as she shrieked from ecstasy and sinful pleasure.

"I'm your bitch!" she cried out.

Many Hours Later

Seiras awoke an indeterminate amount of time later and found himself collapsed on some type of comfortable looking bed. He quickly tried to remember what happened before passing out earlier. The last thing he remembered was having sex with Aelendriel, Melisara, and Mokaela and doing a lot of drugs.

He glanced around for the three individuals in question and was shocked to see Aelendriel and Mokaela both passed out right next to him. Aelendriel looked like she had been thoroughly abused as a number of bruises covered her entire body. She was completely naked still and had a vacantly peaceful face as she slept.

Her nether regions looked a bit bruised, swollen, and shiny. He soon realized it was still sticky as well as the succubus moaned in her sleep and wrapped her legs around one of his. Mokaela on the other hand looked happy in her sleep. All four of her limbs were coiled around Seiras' left arm and leg.

'I really went all out with them, didn't I? Emperor forgive me for this disgusting shame. I wonder where Melisara is though?' Seiras pondered as he didn't spot her in the entire Ecstasy Den.

He tried to get off the bed a moment later but was annoyed to realize that both succubi were tightly clenched onto him. His attempt to get free unfortunately woke them both. Aelendriel groaned in irritation for a moment as she regained her awakening clarity. Mokaela yawned before nuzzling against his arm. Her red eyes opened and stared at him curiously as she refused to let go.

The succubi both gawked at him in silence as they looked between their naked forms and the bed that they were all on. Aelendriel must have finally remembered the events prior to their loss of consciousness as she sent him a cautious look. Mokaela was actually smiling proudly when she spoke up, "That was so much fun."

Seiras ignored them as he finally pushed the wyches off and got up. To his relief, he spotted his undergarments and put them on again. Aelendriel silently stared at him and didn't move from her spot as she watched him like a hawk.

Looking around for Melisara again, Seiras called out to the haemonculus, "Melisara?! Where are you?"

"Will you please stop ignoring us." Aelendriel spoke up. The librarian turned his gaze towards the succubi as they stared at him from the bed. Aelendriel was upright now and was sitting on it with her legs a bit wider than he liked.

She noticed his uncomfortable gaze from her spread-eagle stance and chuckled, "What's the matter? Don't like looking at my birth canal? You certainly enjoyed abusing it earlier."

"I didn't have a choice…and neither did you, apparently. Let's just pretend this never happened, alright? I will never speak of it again if you don't." Seiras sighed.

"Oh really? You don't want me to be your girl? You made me your bitch, Seiras. Twice in battle, and…multiple times in the bedroom. Whether you like it or not, you courted me in the most appealing way possible to a wych. Initially the thought of mating with you disgusted me, but I'll admit…you satisfied me." Aelendriel smirked.

"It was the drug that made me act that way. I can't remember any of it," he lied.

Aelendriel caressed one of her breasts as she grinned, "You like me more than Renfaeda, don't you? Renfaeda likes to dominate others, but me…I like being the submissive one in my relationships. That's why I'm so attracted to Faelan. He could take me in a heartbeat if he wanted to. But you…you took me too. You liked dominating me, didn't you? I guess that makes me your bitch…doesn't it?"

"Does that mean you're going to start calling me master?" Seiras asked sarcastically.

The succubus laughed heartily at his question, "Oh dear no! That's cute you would even ask something so foolish. I'll admit I never liked the idea of mating with a monkeigh before...but you've changed my mind about the whole thing. So, I suppose I could be your secret girlfriend if you want. What do you say?"

"Forget secret girlfriend, I'd proudly flaunt Seiras in front of the whole wych cult. You better get used to the idea of sharing him, Aelendriel," Mokaela spoke up.

"If it were anyone else, I'd tell them off, but I'll share with you, Mokaela…only you though," Aelendriel smirked.

"What?! This is absurd! What would the others say?! What would Renfaeda say about you two being my…girlfriends?!" he immediately retorted with evident disapproval. He said the last word with quiet shame as if even speaking it aloud could breathe life into the horrendous idea.

"We should definitely keep this a secret, Mokaela. At least until I know where Renfaeda stands on the matter. Plus…the idea of fucking him behind Renfaeda's back is too delicious for me to pass up. You're ours now, Seiras." Aelendriel beamed.

Mokaela giggled in approval, "Ooooh…a secret affair! Well I'm all for that then."

'What have you done, Melisara?! Why would she…wait a minute. Was she hoping to set the succubi against each other by making them fight over me? Surely, they wouldn't stoop to something that petty, would they? Maybe I'm just overreacting still, but I have no idea how Renfaeda would take this...or even Nelfaera.' Seiras thought to himself.

Thankfully, Melisara had finally arrived as she opened the vault door. She came levitating in and was wearing some type of casual nightgown if one could even call it that. The haemonculus smiled with creepy warmness at Seiras, "Ah, you're finally awake? Good! I greatly appreciate all the biological samples you provided for me. I even got more than I needed. I also appreciate you two helping me in this scientific endeavor."

"Why do you want my sperm, Melisara?" Seiras couldn't help but ask.

She chuckled at his question, "That's a secret dear boy…and it doesn't really concern you to be honest. By the way…how are you feeling right now? Do you remember what happened?"

"No…which is strange," he said slowly.

"Strange indeed considering you have perfect memory. Allow me to remind you. We all had multiple turns with you and then we started taking a bunch of extra drugs. They both passed out before you, and I finished you off about 8 or 9 hours ago," Melisara elaborated.

"Well…thanks I guess," he didn't know what else to say.

"Anytime…" she winked at him.

Mokaela's eyes lit up during the following pause, "Oh wait! There was a troupe play later! Daddy is visiting, I can't miss it!"

"Don't you worry, my dear…it's not for another few hours. You'll have time to make it," Melisara calmed her down.

Mokaela glanced at Seiras with amusement, "Hey, Seiras…want to come watch the harlequins' performance? There is a show tonight."

"Not really…" he said slowly.

"C'mon Aelendriel! We have to go get ready! Plus, it'll look suspicious if anyone sees us here. We'll come back and get you later Seiras!" Mokaela jumped up as she began to get dressed and reequipped. Aelendriel quickly did the same.

Seiras remained still and silent as he watched the two succubi hustle towards the exit shortly afterward which Melisara had conveniently opened for them. Once they were gone, Melisara looked back at Seiras and laughed, "You played your part well, Seiras."

"What are you talking about? Why did you make me have sex with them and you?" he asked the haemonculus with annoyance.

Melisara levitated over towards Seiras as she caressed his face with one of her hands, "Dear boy…collecting your seed wasn't the only reason for this. I had hoped to plant one with them. It turned out better than expected."

"You want them to be my…girlfriends?" he said the last part with a quiet and hesitant pause.

The haemonculus nodded, "Absolutely! It will create strife between the wyches if you can make them fight each other over you."

"That's ridiculous! I had my suspicions that was your plan, but how is that beneficial in anyway whatsoever? Do you honestly think they're going to fight over me?!" he demanded.

"Mokaela already had the hots for you, and Aelendriel was plotting her own lackluster revenge most likely. They were going to mess with you regardless…at least now you have them on your side." Melisara explained.

He shook his head, "Well that's just great…"

"I would also recommend that you attempt to seduce Nelfaera if you can. As I'm sure you might have learned by now, Aelendriel and Nelfaera hate each other. If you get her involved, they'll all scheme against each other instead of you. That frees us up to work on our other project," Melisara explained.

The librarian sighed, "Fine…I'll attempt to befriend her then."

"I'm glad we finally got to mate with each other as well. At least now there won't be any unbearable sexual tension between us. I'm certain you'll be getting plenty of offers for a while, but I'd definitely like to do it again before you leave Commorragh. Oh, and I almost forgot to mention. I made some clothes for you to wear. Seeing as how you're moving up in the world around here, I figured you could use some," Melisara smiled seductively.

Seiras was actually surprised when Melisara had a floating table come in with clothes on it. He looked at them curiously. They weren't exactly his first choice for what to wear, but he couldn't be picky. The outfit was blue, white, and black in the colours of the Kabal and was made out of an unknown fabric. It consisted of pants and a long sleeve shirt by the looks of it, and came with a pair of spiked shoes that looked sized to fit his feet.

"Well...at least I won't have to walk around half-naked anymore," he replied as he put the outfit on. It was tighter than he liked, but was thankful to be somewhat dressed. He found the boots to be especially comfortable as he stared at them.

"You like those boots? I made them out of Tyranid hide," the haemonculus added.

"Well thanks for the clothes, Melisara. So now what happens now?" he wondered.

"Now, I have necrodermis to work with in order to restore Ferrus Manus' Iron Hands. I'll have my wracks escort you back to the slave chamber for the time being," Melisara replied.

Seiras stared at her briefly before shaking his head, "What's this about harlequins coming here? There's a performance or something?"

"Ah yes…they're coming to reenact the Fall for the nobility. Mokaela's father is one of the troupe masters for the troupe that is performing. He's the actor that plays Khaine in the performance, so you'll likely be able to notice him. I have no doubts that Mokaela will try to introduce you to him. Listen to me very carefully, Seiras…the shadowseer will try to peer into your mind and read your future. The psionic collar will protect you partially, but not entirely. You must shield yourself and your aura with mental occupation. When you talk to them, think about mundane chores or a repetitive task. Replay it over in your head and count over these thoughts. Do math in your head…calibrate an engine…read a book. Do you understand what I'm telling you?" Melisara spoke up seriously.

The librarian nodded his head at her, "I understand what you're telling me. As a psyker I'm used to doing it all the time."

"That is good to hear then. Remember, just because the collar around your neck nullifies your psychic aura, doesn't mean that a more powerful psyker can't read your mind or peer into your future. Do not trust these harlequins under any circumstance and be extremely wary of the shadowseer in particular. Treat her with all the precautions you would a powerful craftworld farseer," Melisara explained.

"You're not going to the play, Melisara?" he asked.

The haemonculus scoffed, "Pfft...I saw the Fall. I don't need some prissy little jesters dancing around and telling me a story about something I have far more knowledge on than they do!"

"That makes sense. Do you think it's possible they already know who I am or what I plan to do?" he changed the subject.

Melisara sighed, "It's honestly impossible to know for sure. They could be here to investigate you…although the play is on the 10th annual cycle tonight. It could very well be my own paranoia, but that would make for a convenient arrival just in time to stop a future disaster here. It's also a perfect cover for an investigation. Regardless of all that, just be careful around the harlequins."

"As you say, Melisara," he nodded.

"Go now…I have work to do. Ask one of my wracks to take you back to the slave chamber," she waved him away.

Seiras nodded before walking towards the vault door exit. As he nearly left, he heard Melisara speak up again, "There is a way you can scare the harlequins away from you…though I don't recommend doing it if you don't have to."

"What's that?" he asked as he stopped to turn back.

"If you interact with the Solitaire, they'll avoid you like a plague. It's not the most ideal plan, but it would work. I'll trust your judgement, but you'll be trading one problem for another if you choose to do that," Melisara warned.

The Blood Raven shook his head in confusion, "The solitaire? Why would they avoid me for talking to one of those?"

"It's a superstitious thing among Eldar. They believe anyone who interacts with a Solitaire outside of a play gets tainted by their curse. It's some type of ancient ill omen. Regardless of all that nonsense, Solitaires are extremely dangerous and they have no regard to politics…it might kill you to try to interact with it," the haemonculus elaborated further.

"I'll keep that in mind then. See you later, Melisara…" he waved before departed.

"Farewell, dear Seiras," she responded.