"There is an Usuniko army to the east, they are unaware that their village has been cleansed and are marching to attack Mizudori.” The voice stopped “Fortunately they will meet their army halfway. I think you'll be familiar with their general Komiji?" It prodded.

"How do you know?" Aiko asked.

"I am a goddess, I know all and see all that is in this land. Have you forgotten that?"

"N-n-no."

"It's alright. Now go forth." Aiko began to cross the hills towards the vast open field in the middle of the path between the two villages, usually farmland, it has found little use due the constant violence in the area.

"It is well that you know Kojima, he especially has been the source of great sorrow, even beyond these lands he is known for his partaking in several violent conquests, so much so that his master betrayed him. Never in this land has there ever been a Ronan so vile. You will teach him a lesson in humility."

Aiko spotted the batallion, there were about fifty soldiers, several of them were bowmen and pikemen but the few in the front long, sharp, katana's and were adorned with terrifying masks depicting the endless battle cries of the oni. In the front was Kojima on his war horse, adorned with the Usuniko flag.

At the sound of the thuds, he ordered his troops to stop. He turned to see the Miko walking towards him.

"Make way, men, it seems we have a visitor." The troops moved to the sides, and Kojima galloped forward.

"Kojima!" Aiko yelled.

His men quivered with fear as the ground shook, the giant girl came stopped ten meters from him, he stared up, averting his eyes from looking up her hakama and staring right at her bright green eyes. She was large, but still young.

"I want you to stop! Don't go any closer to Mizudori!" She yelled down at him, her booming voice at this distance deafening him. She really had to learn not to yell, but children are eager.

"I am sorry honorable miko, but we must defend our village. Mizudori has been a threat to us for years, they must be eliminated for the safety of the region. We will not harm the village, we only seek to conquer their armies and subject them to our rule."

"THAT'S NOT ENOUGH" Aiko screamed, her foot stomping the ground, sending the earth into uproar, Komiji kept his stare, even as his horse buckled and his men cowered.

"I am sorry. But we do what we must to protect our village."

"Tell him what the truth about his village." The voice whispered.

"I... Ununiko is... No more." Aiko gave a shy look, her eyes trembling.

"What do you mean it is 'no more?' What happened?" Kojima yelled.

"It... was destroyed... I did it." Aiko squeaked.

"What?"

"It was DESTROYED." She was sure to put extra emphasis on the last word. “I cleansed it. It's gone.”

The soldiers tried to keep their composure. Their wives, their children, their homes, destroyed by a beautiful young maiden.

"You're lying.” Kojima threatened “You have terrified my men and you have no business here. I don't care who you are, leave us at once!" Kojima was furious, he didn't know whether she was lying or not, it wasn't out of the question - she was massive, she would easily be capable of doing such a thing. But she was a shrine maiden, her face seemed gentle and caring, even when angry she didn't seem like one to murder.

"Kojima!"Another voice shouted, Aiko looked on as another army made its way, she hadn't even noticed, and neither did the army who were fixated on her.

"It seems we were not the only ones who felt the urge for battle!" The rival general came forward on a white horse.

"Men, reform!" Kojima ordered, the men reforming their lines as he went out to meet the enemy general.

"And who is that monster behind you? A secret weapon? No need for that, we will kill you, your army, AND the girl!” The Mizudori fears nothing, right men?"

"Hiy!" The rival army screamed timidly. "IS THAT RIGHT?" The general yelled back. "HIY!" They screamed in unison, they were clearly terrified of the monstrous girl behind them. Such a girl towered above any building they had seen and could easily dispatch the entire army, and every soldier knew it.

"It seems YOUR army is afraid, even with that behemoth." The rival general sneered at the quivering army.

"Or is she just a spectator? Never the less, nothing can save your cowardly army, even a cowardly warmonging man such as your-"

Komiji ssheethed his bloody katana as the rival general's head flew clean off.

"..." His slanted eyes fixated on the Mizudori army.

"Well, aren't you going to attack?" With that, he put up his shield. Almost on cue, arrows flew from both sides, as both armies charged the center, pikemen and swordsmen clashed around him.

Aiko stared on with horror.

"You do not need to be a spectator." The Goddess berated the young maiden.

"They won't listen to me!" She yelled.

"Of course they won't, their spirits are corrupted with endless bloodlust, your only choice is to purify their souls and cleanse them of their earthly, violent, forms. Now go!" Aiko stepped forward Causing a a sudden, earth pounding shake. both armies stopped dead in their tracks. She took another step.

"Enough of this, maiden, kill her!" Komiji yelled, his army turned, in the heat of the battle not a single one of them took account of the odds. And charged her feet, archers raining arrows that blew away with the wavering of the fabric of her clothes as swordsmen sliced at her ankles.

Aiko didn't wince, she could barely feel them. With one small shake of her foot the swordsmen were thrown off her and the pikemen were blown away with the side of the massive wall they were just attacking. The Mizudori army, understanding the new threat, charged in to help them.

Komiji stayed behind and watched as the battle unfolded, with a smile on his lips. He was young, only 24, but had seen several battles in his time, his father, also named Komiji, was a ferocious general who had taught him the art of war, and here was overwhelming force. She had no chance. At least he hoped.

Aiko just stared, giving a small smile. They couldn't hurt her, and really, it was kind of silly that they were still attacking, even after she showed them that a simple movement could be their end. She gave a small kick from both sides, puffing up large mounds of dirt and releasing a massive cloud of choking dirt, blowing away the armies as she swept away large swaths of the ground. In a few moments, she had created the perfect place to sit. She kneeled, cross legged, she watched as the men got up, the living ones shaking off the pain, and continued charging and attacking her legs. Some even tried to climb the fabric of her hakama, and she gently patted them away with her hand, blowing them off her and sending them to their deaths.

The bell. She had forgotten about that. That could stop them. She gave it a good ring and all the soldiers froze, their rage disappeared, they just stared.

"They must be cleansed." The voice whispered, reminding her of her true purpose.

"I'm sorry." Aiko whispered, she picked up her hand and immediately slammed it on the ground, crushing several troops. The rest, dumbfounded, were filled again with rage at the sight of their comrades' death. Aiko simply stretched out a foot towards the army, sending several soldiers hurdling through the air and bouncing off her sole. Komiji blushed, with his view he could see around her leg, through her skirt, and with a quick, shameful, glance he saw she was not wearing anything beneath heir hakama. He averted his gaze again, reasoning that it was a samurai's duty not to dishonor a female, but he knew it was mostly to avoid seeing his army decimated by that same girl.

Aiko retracted her foot, knelt forward, and clapped, grinding her arms around the ground, sweeping the remaining soldiers along the massive walls and crushing those sliding with her hands into a bloody pulp as her fingers interlocked. The surrounding area was now completely decimated, dead bodies strewn about massive ditches and rocks tossed about, and in the middle a young miko, before her a tiny general on his horse. He turned, and began galloping away.

"Capture him." The Goddess commanded.

Aiko crawled towards him, easily making the distance, and put slammed her open hand right in his path, the horse collided and Komiji was launched backwards. Dazed, he pulled himself up in time to see his horse running away and a massive hand reaching towards him. He was trapped.

"Sit down." Aiko sat down, the tiny tightly clenched in her fist.

"I'm sorry..." Aiko shyly apologized "But there's something else I have to do." With one motion, she kicked out both legs and rested on her back, exposing her slit.

"You... Just don't get it." Aiko whispered. "I didn't have to do this. I'm sorry."

Komiji gulped as he was lowered between her legs, and brought to her wet lips. No. This is not honorable. This is shameful. There is NOTHING more shameful. He was going to die inside her.

Aiko breathed heavily, she dangled the tiny in front of the opening and began pushing him in. Komiji just COULDN'T die like this, he struggled against her, but she was far too strong, even for him. To his disdain, he was pushed between her lips and right into her. He screamed, trying to pull himself out of the walls. Aiko simply pushed him in with her thumb, sliding him even deeper inside her. She gasped, she had never... Done this. She was raised pure, she IS pure, she was just a miko, she had to be... but he had to be cleansed within absolute purity or else his soul, a dark, unrepentable spirit of pure evil, would never be free.

Komiji yelled, he tried grabbing for his katana but the wet muscles had already covered his legs, his chest was already inside her, he put all his force, everything he had, trying to pull out but he couldn't resist her gentle thumb effortlessly pushing him in. He was almost in when he spotted a tiny nob, that must be her weak spot. He tried to reach for a small knob, it was paler then his surroundings and looked hard enough to support him and was just in his reach. If only he could just... reach...

Aiko screamed as a flood of ecstasy filled her as her most fragile part was scraped by the tiny hands. She clenched her legs and pushed more forcefully with her hands, completely inserting him into her. She gasped as her body was filled with sensation as the tiny figure jammed and prodded within her, the smooth, wet, cavern washing him, rejecting the foreign object within her. She clenched her legs tighter. She jammed her hand to cover the opening, he would never get out, and screamed as she trapped him far inside her. The tiny object kept resisting, unwittingly massaging her inner muscles until finally she was brought over the edge, letting out a scream harder then she'd ever screamed. as hard as those whose last image was the soft sole of her foot, screamed as hard as Asuki had when she realized she was about to be crushed, as loud as the howling wind and crackling thunder. Her body was a vice, and her vision blurred...

Her head was swirling... All the things that happened and would happen... All she had done... The bell. She reached for the bell and warily gave it a jingle. She relaxed as the tension left her body and her vision cleared. She needed more.

"I think the village of Mizudori can be spared." The voice continued. “But it won't.” The tone suddenly dropping, and rising again to a soothing tone “Please relax, this is the final stretch.”