The Three Maidens of the Southern Gold Pagoda (book 2) Part Three

THE THREE MAIDENS OF THE SOUTHERN GOLD PAGODA

BOOK TWO

By some asshole named "Fiddlesticks"

It goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway: this is a work of fiction. Any similarity between anyone or anything alive or dead, destroyed or standing is a total coincidence.

This is Part Three of Three of Book Two, otherwise known as "the one with futa in it." This is the end of Book Two, and the end of much of the adventures of the Three Maidens for quite some time, as my personal life has become quite complex (I'm graduating!!!). However, I've already got a skeletal outline of Book Three completed so it's not a lost cause. That being said, I first posted Book 1 in February of 2007 so clearly my concept of "quite some time" differs from other people's.

Part One can be found HERE, and Part Two can be found HERE, in case it disappears...

Please enjoy...

***** PART THREE: SWEET, JOYOUS REVENGE *****

The Emperor's palace was in the center of the Yamoto providence in Japan. That also meant it was in the middle of one of the busiest cities in the entire country. For the three sisters, disguising themselves as Japanese wasn't hard, it just required some clothes cut in the local look and some new hairstyles, all very subdued compared to what they were used to. Information was key, and the lips of city denizens were easy to loosen up after a few bottles of sake. The rumors of the three "demon Ninjas" living in the Emperor's dungeons were hard to unearth. Nobody outside the palace knew of them, but those inside were all aware of the Emperor's worst-kept secret: he wanted to get rid of them, but was duty-bound to employ them. Xi-Lan was able to fish that last bit out, as well as which building they were in, from one of the palace Samurai after a particularly convincing blow-job. Evidently, the Ninja's parents were particularly effective and loyal assassins that were instrumental in helping the current Emperor's father secure the throne. Such a debt wasn't easy to pay back.

And so, only one month after their battle in the Southern Gold Pagoda, the three Maidens stood, shrouded in darkness, beneath a tree in the middle of a garden, in the middle of the Japanese Emperor's palace, in the middle of Japan, thousands of miles away from home.

They didn't wear black. Mei-Zhu hated black. Only idiots wore black. No shadow was actually black, it was just dark; so anyone who wore black stuck out like a sore thumb. Mei-Zhu preferred dark browns and greens. She bought the materials herself and sewed their outfits overnight. They blended in. And so even as they bathed in the rays of the bright, full moon, they were practically invisible. The palace guards looked right over and through them.

Yue-Fang was nervous. She'd turned homesick