The afternoon sun tried it's best to beat down the cool autumn air and was failing as people where forced to wear jackets. At least with most people Derek though was dressed in t-shirt and blue jeans his face covered in grease from having worked on a gravtruck that had pulled in. "You're going to have to replace the Raidiator hose and replace the cracked housing"
Standing inside the garage across from Derek was a woman who was dressed for the weather. "Crap, boss gonna dock me again."
Taking his grease rag Derek began to clean his tools. "We can have it fixed in twenty four hours we'd have it done sooner but," Looking behind him in the proper garage a trio of gravbikes where being worked on, across from them was a retro ethanol running truck that would have come out of 1950 AD was having it's entire engine block was being replaced. "We're kinda backed up. We've got an RV, three vans still to go."
The driver of the transport truck grabbed her face having gotten a migrain. "Alright any good dinners round here?"
"We got the Silver Bullet couple blocks that way," Pointing down the road he leans out just barely making out the restaurant in question. "They make some good hash, also got some damn strong tar that they claim is coffee." Leaning back he dances his fingers across the cash register printing out a ticket. "Bring this back to tomorrow and we'll bill your employer."
Taking the ticket from his hand the trucker waves him off before heading down the street grumbling. Finishing the task of cleaning Derek stretched out. "Yo! Magpie I'm taking a break."
Walking out from the bikes Magpire waved his wrench "yeah, yeah what ever you better be back in five minutes or I beating you with in inch of life."
Derek chuckled as he stepped into the alleyway taking out a book called Tamer test study guide. Droning on he leans against the dumpster flipping threw the bags. "Pokegirls are property and as such should be treated as such. Tamers hold all responsibility for care and up keep girl as such they also responsible any and all actions taken said property." Flipping threw the pages. "Which of these doesn't belong, Nurse joy, Maid Yvette, Officer Jenny, Buzzbreast. Answer is Buzzbreast because a buzzbreast is both bug type as well as not being a league created pokegirl." Flipping back forth in the book he continues to drone on."
"Ello boy,"
Even though he had already noticed them arriving Derek continued to study for his upcoming tamer's test. Five men of various ages surrounded him all of them armed with baseball bats and wearing jerseys of the local wreck ball team with the number 69. Annoyed that he was ignoring them one of them pulled the book down. Finally forced to pay attention to them Derek grinned. "Sup? Got any popsicles?"
The leader of the group laughed. "Smart mouth Greymore mind if I bust up some?"
Derek had many options one them was that he could simply placate them and go on with his day. Unfortunately Derek wasn't about to make his day go that easily he was masochist after all. "Nope not at all then again I don't wear man thongs, oh wait those aren't man thongs they're actual thongs." What happened next was actually very predictable as the first bat smacked him across the jaw knocking him to ground. "hahaha a bimbo hits harder,"
The first gang member slammed his bat down onto Derek's spine. "Mother fucker, when we're done with you you'll be a paste on the street!"
Derek continued to laugh as the beat on him with there bats spitting blood. "I fucked your mom." one them got a lucky shot smashing into his kidney forcing him to roll on his side. Still laughing as the took shots to face, hips, and ribs. "And they keep rocking on and on they keep on rocking." Coughing up more blood he laughed.
Only the sound of sirens keeps the beating from going on. "Cheese it," Derek giggles hearing the 69er call out for snack food. Looking at Derek he kicks him in face before grinding his heel into his cheek. "Next time ass wipe I'll kill you." Bolting the gang leaves.
Door into the garage cranks as Magpie slides out kneeling down beside Derek. "You're douche Greymore be glad I called the cops."
Giggling on the ground speaking with a forced lisp. "Tanks boss," He giggles again. "It was bloody good time." Coughing he grabbed his side. "hurts to laugh."
Walking toward the pair was man in long grey jacket. "look at you Derek Greymore," The person in question was a member of the Sapphron city Police Department by the name of Moroson. "Some how I'm not surprised." Reaching into his pocket he took out a flask unscrewing the lid. "You're probably to blame anyway," Tipping the flask he emptied to contents onto Dereks face. "Get up,"
Magpie grabbed Moroson's hand getting a cold glare in response. "That's not called for, Greymore might be an idiot but, blaming him for this is wrong."
Pushing up Derek stood to his feet grunting all the way. "Not worth the time old man,"
Smacking Magpie's hand away Moroson smiled. "You should listen to him old man," Chuckling Moroson walked back down the alley.
"not even kiss goodbye?" Derek grunted out coughing again. "I feel so neglected."
Magpie looked around the scene picking up Derek's study guide. "seriously Greymore there are times you just need to keep that trap shut."
Taking the study guide he grinned spitting up some blood onto the ground. "hehe what's fun in that."
Magpie shook his head. "If that's your attitude you can pick up your check tomorrow." Opening the door he didn't look back. "I can't have you attracting trouble by running a motor that you should keep to yourself."
Derek waited till the door shut before wiping the blood from his cheek pulling up hi shirt he watched as the bruising that had formed rapidly regressed. "That's always freaky" Licking his teeth he grinned. "They moved back into place always fun. Still taste the blood though." Smacking his lips together walking down the alley.
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Francis was a bully he knew it his gang knew it and that dip shit Derek Greymore knew it. Popping cap on his beer he chugged it down. Looking around he spotted Chris doing a burner against the side apartment he could also see Leafass a Chikotit holding up a set of spray paint cans in her vines. "hey bitch get your ass over here I got a boner you need to take care off."
"Yes, sir"
Reaching down Francis ran his hand up her thigh pushing up her skirt, his fingers digging into her pale green behind. "Smooth just like I like'm."
Across from him the one doing the burner pulled her scarf down hiss at him. "Hands off my bitch Francis or I'm putting your balls in a sling."
Francis ignored her unzipping his pants. "What's yours is mine chrissy girl. Or do you want to end up like Greymore did." Leafass closed her eyes as she prepared for the worst.
Chrissy seeing this went back to her burner spraying a image on the side of the apartment "Stupid dick,"
With no warning but a sudden smack Francis rammed his dick in slamming it all of the way in getting comfortable he smashed her up against the rough brick wall. "So good, bet you love it." He grinned as he heard her whimper as he slammed into her giving no quarter. Behind him his boys had already drop there pants. At off all of them four them where banging away at a Wigglymuff roughly taking all of her holes.
A hand pressed itself on the wall in front of Chrissy which she without missing a beat painted over. "Hey Chrissy you want some fun."
Pulling up her scarf Chrissy laughed. "Do I look like a peace of pussy to you 3 inch Duck?"
Duck growled seeing his chance with a bimbo he walked over and joined the fun.
"As entertaining as a Orgy is and they are," Francis tossed the Chikotit to the side the moment he heard that voice. "It seems like you all attacked a friend of mine a couple hours ago." Rolling up in a convertible was a gang all in black leather vests with a silver dragon on them. Sitting comfortably on the hot hood his back on the windshield was young man of Edo descent a silver dragon tattoo on his arm resting across his crossed legs was a bokken. "Normally I'm a person of peace but, when attack something I have protected it makes me angry."
Jacking his pants back up Francis pushed and shoved his way past the rest of his gang most who where in some state of undress. "The fuck you talk'n bout Gouken." Jerking one his subordinates back behind him Francis finally stood at the front. "We stay out of your territory and business and you stay out of ours."
Sliding off the hood of the car the rest of his gang prepared to get out only for him to raise his hand stopping them. "it's real easy Derek Greymore is mine."
"the fuck," Francis confused for a moment then starts chuckling. "Hehehe you mean that bitch greymore? You mean to tell me he's your bitch? Priceless I didn't know you swung that way Gouken."
Heaving a sigh Gouken dragged his bokken across the ground a he closed the gap between him and Francis. "no," Leaning in he whispered. "He let you win." Slamming the handle of his bokken into Francis's gut before stepping back. "Derek is predator a kindred to me, there are so few of us left in city, predators. Beasts that could end you without second thought."
Grunting holding his gut Francis looked up. "What the hell are you talking about about predators you talk'n child molesters?" half in pain half in laughter he continued waving his subordinates off. "I knew he sick puppy but, that's funny."
"I see animals, low end scum." Gouken's eyes shifted becoming much like a dragon's eyes shrinking into slits. "Not even worth licking my boots,"
A cold chill rippled down Chris's spine as she watched, she knew it then he was a predator a creature that dominated all it's path. A creature that demanded respect ready to devour all in it's path unless it owned you already, unless it wanted to play with you. Then it hit she had seen that look before and not just on Gouken. "Oh fuck," Her baggy jeans couldn't get any tighter those eyes like someone had just stuck a hot knife in her nether. "Derek's he's cat isn't he, Francis apologize now."
Francis back handed her shattering her nose, "I don't give a fuck!" He grabbed Gouken by the shirt collar and suddenly felt like he did on the first day Derek had come back after he disappeared, scared. The same over whelming feeling like he was food only alive because he was amusing. He wasn't going to let it show because he could see it in Gouken's eyes. Francis knew then that he didn't amuse Gouken not in the slightest. "You get out of my sight dragon boy."
Calmly Gouken took hold of his wrist squeezing it. "is that fear Francis, fear of unknown is that why you never left why you still live with a you father who works as a waiter and your mother a bunny girl?"
"F-F-fuck off," Behind him he could hear the snickering in the backround.
Twisting his wrist He brought Francis to his knees. "So weak, I see why he puts up with you, he like attention. Me on the other hand." Gouken watched out of corner of his eye as one of 69 street gan tried to get behind him only to find a bokken slamming into his balls. "I find you pathetic," Releasing his grip he kicked him to the ground.
Mustering all his courage Francis rubbed his sore wrist looking at the rest of the gang. "Stop standing around fuck'm up!"
Closing his eyes Gouken side stepped a baseball bat before producing a ball from his belt. "Annihilate them." Opening the silver and white ball a crimson flash filled the area.
Moroson watched with mild amusement as the 69 gang scattered to wind by a single tamer and his admittedly powerful girl. Making his way down the street he saw the numerous bodies scattered a few of them amusingly had huge dildos jammed in there asses. "Call the medical team code 22, Tell them to bring a gallon of Vaseline failing that butter " As he surveyed the scene he came across Francis who had seen better day. "That is the worst case of carpet burn I've Hashanah ever seen."
Francis groaned threw the ball gag in his mouth, his ass aching from the twin dildos jammed into it. Securely taped to his balls where pair of barbed egg vibrators and on his chest where a set of nipple clamps. His back was blistered from heat with several whip burns that looked like they came from a cat-o-nine tails. Strapped securely to his thighs was fully extended spreader bar with leopard print straps, wrapping around his wrist where pair of pink handcuffs tying him down to the spreader.
"Well while this is highly amusing," Moroson reached up unsnapping the ball gag letting it fall freely giving Francis a moment to catch his breath. "I have feeling that you poked a beast and bit you ahahaha sorry, sorry, I'm guessing A dildorina ten seconds flat."
"Fuck it cop," Francis hacked up a ball of spit onto Moroson's shoe. "It was Gouken, he released his fucking Medra who leveled us flat then the fucker pulls out a Dildorina and has her anal rape the lot of us! Then he and his gang stripped us of our bitches!"
"As I was saying would like some revenge?"
Francis looked up from his forced positioning "What's in for you?."
"Nothing much," Sitting down on a bench. "I just want Derek Greymore dead."
No hesitation in his voice Francis grinned "no problem."
Turning his head sideways Moroson laughed as he saw something. "four inch diameter anal beads."
"Shut up!"
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"Like many before me on many battlefields I await the dawn." Derek was as the hands on the clock ticked away as sat hanging over the railing of his home. In distance he could her the sounds of birds chirping while up close he could hear the sound of an early morning commuter crash. Beside him was the early edition of the Sapphron bugle. On bad three was a story of gang on gan violence as the Iron Dragons had attacked the 69 street gang leaving them largely traumatized. "Gods above I love Karma it's a bitch."
"I'd say she'd appreciate the compliment but, you might have to get threw Gouken to tell her," Easily making her way up the wall Claire landed with a thud next to him. "now remember don't stress out you know what happens when you stress out. You're hormones kick in and every girl in the center will try to jump your bones."
Derek took the offered coffee nursing it in his hands. "I was talking about the abstract concept of Karma not the actual pokegirl." rolling the cup between his fingers he took a sip. "I'm not one stressing, considering that you're putting off 112 BTU creating a nice glow about you. You don't even do that during sex."
"I'm on my period and I don't people around." Claire took a gulp of her coffee spilling some on her uniform cleavage the liquid boiling away in seconds. "Now look what you made me do my Bra is going to stain now!"
Putting his cup down Derek smiled. "You're not wearing a bra unless you going into a riot situation and only if it's Kevlar."
She smacked him upside the head. "You know far to much about my clothing habits," She watched him raise and eyebrow. "Okay fine I'm worried, I worried that your going to fall prey to your fetish and pick up some big boob bimbo who can't tie her own shoes let alone protect you in wilds!"
"Seriously? You know my fetish doesn't work like that. You know as well as anybody that a girl could be wash board and I'd still attack like a babe wanting suck his mothers milk. Oh let make note of that I need to find a girl who can lactate!" He laughed receiving another whack upside the head. "What was that for!"
"You are not building a harem of Milktits!" he held up one finger trying to get a little hope. "Only after you get a storage license which you can only get after three badges! Is that clear? You are to build effective combat harem that is able to handle themselves in sex battles as well."
Derek drank from his coffee rolling his eyes. "Okay mom," Reaching over he began scratch the back of her neck where a normal person touched her when she was running this hot they would have been burned. He listened as she growled softly. "Though I could do with some early morning TLC."
"oh, that feels good" Claire rolled her head back as she felt him scratch before she gained control of herself again. "No! You have a test to take and You're not going to be late for it because you wanted to screw a MILF! Namely me! I wanted you in clear head when you take the psyche exam you're first thought going into it cannot be how you want to screw the proctor."
Derek laughed as he finished his coffee off . "What can I say I'm attracted to you, " Standing up he pressed the moister from the wet railing off his pants though he still had big wet spot. "Look at that, my ass is wet that's gonna chafe."
"Oh big baby," Reaching over Claire grabbed his ass her heat quickly drying out his pants. When she saw his grin she let go rolling her eyes. "That was just an excuse to get me to grab your ass wasn't it?"
I" can neither confirm nor deny these charges officer." Placing his hands on the railing he could see the early morning crowd going about there business. "Well I better get going, you are right I do need to get to the center early." looking around he made sure nobody was around before flipping off the edge dropping several feet landing on his feet. "See you tonight to celebrate."
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A lamp softly glowed by a black leather couch sitting on center cushion of the couch was Gouken whose eyes where closed but, he was far from sleep. He was listening to everything that was going on around him, he could hear the sound of small motor running piston that was running a tattoo needle. He could hear a six of his troops playing a game of three on three basketball. He could her the sound of leaky pipe that dripped onto the ground. He could hear the shifting tail of his Medra the metallic scales sliding behind him guarding over his form. The sound of grinder milling away at fender resonated in his ear. "The calm before the storm."
Karma frowned when she heard him the blade on her right gauntlet extended. "Are you sure?"
Gouken opened his eyes crossing his arms. "I don't hear Mikey or his twin, neither of them can shut up." Standing up he took out two silver and white balls. "Kanna, Katrina I needs eyes." Even as he spoke he released two girls both quickly slipped into the shadows.
Karma growled her dark silver plates slid into place protecting her vital organs black spikes erupted from her tail. "master,"
"Already noticed." The basket ball from the game rolled up against the plat form. Reaching behind his back Gouken pulled a short sword. "we're already surrounded."
Dropping from the rafter Mikey and his twin brother dropped from ceiling feet first shattering there legs both of them where unconscious. Above of them several glowing yellow eyes stared down at them before more of dragons fell down all of them getting hurt. Gouken looked up grabbing his Bokken from the sofa. "The devil has come to play, Smoke screen!" Several pellets scatter over the platform exploding as the creatures on the ceiling drop down.
The creatures appeared to be wearing black cicada like helmets in place of there heads. Over there chests and backs that wore segmented black body armor. Strapped across there waists just below where the armor ended where belts with golden buckles. On there hands and feet they wore black gloves and boots. "GIGIGIGI"
Gouken slipped in behind one of the creatures swinging his weapon full force into the neck of his target and to his shock the weapon snapped. "Damn didn't even flinch." He narrowly dodged as the creature swung a kick at him just missing the possibility of taking his head off.
Raising his hands to block gouken caught the fist of creature the force of the blow shattering his palms the force enough to force his hand to bust his nose. "Gigigigi!"
Gouken lowered his now useless hands reveling his now bleeding nose. "Forget something."
Two of the creatures leapt out of the smoke intent on taking his life only they had forgotten that Gouken wasn't alone. Flying at rather impressive speeds karma extended her steel claws and used them to tear into the creatures' sides sparks, blood, and lubricant exposed causing them to explode. "master!" Twisting around behind him she raised her claws a blue sphere of energy forming between them.
Dropping to his knees Gouken could feel the searing heat of the partially charged hyper beam cutting above his hair line. He watched with some satisfaction as the beam tour into the chest of one of the creatures while another's arm got partly shredded revealing flesh and steel underneath. "Cyborgs?"
Karma lashed out with her claw only to have one of the creatures push off that very same claw using it to get behind her. She hissed spikes extending from her tail as she used them to catch it in the chest slamming it into the ground breaking the spikes off. She didn't even pay attention as the creature sparked before exploding the shrapnel simply bouncing off her metallic hide. The one with the damaged arm dashed toward her ignoring Gouken grabbing her in a bear hug. That's when she noticed four others join the first in grappling her they had to realize that while they where much stronger than the average human she was still much stronger. That's when the true horror of what they where doing dawned on her. "master cover!"
Gouken quickly realized almost to late what was happening when he saw the eyes of the creature brighten and there bodies beginning to bulge. While his hands where currently useless the rest of his body wasn't making a mad dash he could hear the five creature going up as he dived behind a wall. Unfortunately two more creature where waiting for him. "Damn!" Just as he moved they closed the distance slamming there fists into his gut causing him to empty the contents of his stomach.
Karma using the force of her wings clears the cloud smoke she growled her armor while heavily scorched was largely undamaged. Hearing her master lurch up his lunch caught her attention. Not stupid enough to just stand still she propelled herself grabbing there arms and launching them out of the sides of the building. "Durable trash." She watched as the two Cyborgs made there way to there feet. "master are you alright?"
Gouken laughed weakly clutching his stomach. "Aside from my shattered hands and possibly cracked ribs?" He looked around taking count of how many of those things where still around. "Counting the two outside I still think there's twelve of them left."
"Twenty," Appearing a swirl of leafs one would think a kunichi had arrived. "There where thirty of them where her but, Kanna and I managed to take two down."
Karma snorted placing herself between Gouken and the Cyborgs. "Just two Katrina then again you're not fighters by nature nor is Kanna's."
Gouken grunted getting both of them to pay attention to him. "You three can work out your interpersonal problems latter how are we going to deal with these forbidden tech monstrosities."
One of the Cyborgs clapped his hands his helmet melding under his skin revealing a face that was very familiar to Gouken and only a passing memory to the two of them. "Hahahaha, you think you're getting away that easy? When we're done with you I snap that Dildo 'd bitch's neck followed by taking," He pointed his finger at Karma. "You as my bitch."
Gouken smiled channeling a dear friend. "Go suck eggs Francis."
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Crowded that was best word to describe the pokegirl healing center the was serving as the testing center this time around. Derek was one of lucky ones that had arrived early enough to find a seat in lobby before the rush. Even luckier was the seat was cushioned leaving him in relative comfort. Tapping his foot he listened to music being pumped threw the speakers. It was a song by Mineko and Pussycats he didn't like the song he was just keeping rhythm.
As listened he could pick out the sounds of conversation that where taking place around me. "I got this in the bag I'm gonna get me a Boobisaur, Nah the Squirtity has nicer gams, seriously gams? Who says that? I hope they have an A-bra, with my luck I'll have to use a ranch voucher, they never have enough girls,"
Then he heard it and kept his eyes closed before verbalizing "Two inch wedges, female," He sniffed the air his brain filtering out the various scents in the room, "Winter breeze perfume, lilac scented nail polish," Sitting up from his lounging postion he clasped his hands together. "Walks with since of authority," Then hairs on the back of his neck rose up, the synapses in his brain began fire telling him there was an invader the temperature in the room dropped six degrees. His eyes snapped open his smile growing. "Hello Sabrina," The doors of the hall opened up almost as soon as he said the word.
Sabrina scanned the room had been scanning the room since her walk down the hall began. Most of the young boys in the room where now scared shitless or wanting to get into her panties mostly a mixture of both. For every 20 males in the room she could sense one girl and with only 45 that meant only two disappointing but, not unexpected. Most of the men in room where trying hard not to stare at her chest some at least one of them wasn't even bothering to hide it. Everyone of the people in the room was feeling some level of lust four years ago she would have failed the entire group on that alone. Anyone who thought with just there genitals was not survive in the world. Then she met him someone with a kind enough heart though a really thick skull. It was endearing really, endearing enough for to break threw her icy heart.
Then she saw him just sitting in a chair grinning like an idiot openly ogling her cleavage. Part of her want to throw him out for being such pervert. Then she remembered that she was supposed to be a bit more forgiving no matter how much someone thought about bending her over and spanking her ass then pinning her to wall giving her surprise butt sex. Even use that whip she kept hidden to give her a lashing. The vein in her forehead throbbed, in annoyance no one was supposed to know about that whip. Recollecting her thoughts she raised her hand. "Everyone please follow me to the test area. Or you can leave but, if you do I will black list you with the league."
Standing up Derek bowed like a gentlemen. "Madam Sabrina I would follow you threw the gates of tarturus, I would wrestle with Hades for simply one favor, The favor that only you may grant a kiss, a kiss, a kiss to burn across my cheek." Looking up he spied her reaction and continued his mangling of poetry. "For thou are a nail, for without you the kingdom would be lost."
"While you attempt at poetry is," Sabrina took a moment to search for the right word she could use. "Interesting it will garner you no favored treatment."
Behind him Derek could feel the Sabrina fan club boring into the back his head muttering about find a nice back alley to beat the tar out him. He wasn't going to show how much that made him want to laugh. "Alas I must yet continue onward onward brothers and sisters for must search out our hearts, ye we yet clean that we may strive in the cold cruel world." He watched as Sabrina began to walk down the hall no doubt waiting for them to follow. "Go forth, go out our hearts may be tested." Raising up he began to follow Sabrina closing his eyes using her foot steps to guide his own.
Sabrina knew that she could trick him make him lock himself in broom closest it would be easy considering he had his eyes closed. "If you'll all enter her while I gather the testing papers."
Thoughts of annoyance and shock filled the minds of several of the participants minds only one of two of them mustered the courage to speak up. "Didn't we already take a general knowledge test?" Then the flood gates opened as the mob mentality began to take hold. Only a few of them kept there silence on the matter one or two out fear at least one in anticipation.
She knew she had to take hold of the situation as so many chaotic thoughts at once gave her a head ache and she had forgotten her aspirin. "enough I am the proctor and my word is law until the test has finished at which point I could care less what you do." She allow herself a small smile as they where easily cowed.
Derek rolled his head back a since of boredom numbing his mind as he entered the testing room. As he looked around he noticed one thing one major thing about the room, it was designed to be oppressive make you nervous and psyche you out. All of that did was make him go to sleep . "So oppressive I could do with some finger painting."
Sabrina walked down to her desk scanning the minds young test takers she nodded to the three Nurse Joys who dutifully distributed the one sheet test, number two pencils, and pencil sharpeners. "Once you all are seated you have fifteen minutes to answer all eight questions using essay answers. After the fifteen minutes you will turn the sheet over and remain seated."
Derek looked up as the second hand ticked away to moment that the test could begin drumming his fingers on the small desk he was forced to sit in. At least everyone else had to sit in the same school desk type . Then it began the clock struck allowing him to look at the test when he did he had to suppress a laugh.
Sabrina after announcing that they may begin scanned the room sifting threw there minds weeding out the weak willed. Already half of them she failed the others she began to mentally push adding to there stress seeing how they would react. Already two more had failed her charge out of all them only one seemed to be serene. She pushed him harder diving into his mind pressing his stressors what she found made her pull back.
Derek closed his eyes as he felt Sabrina probe his mind pushing him finding his stressors. Already he could feel the warm blood splattering across his face. He could feel the leather boot smashing into his face shattering his nose being forced to watch as hot lead was unloaded into his mother's chest. Then he felt salty tears on his lips as he watched his father's casket rolling into the furnace. He saw the men in black suits approaching him felt them grabbing him he could hear the hiss as his body became numb. He could feel the pain as his skin was peeled off a silent scream drying his throat. All of this trauma all this horror passed threw him like a wave in a generator. Opening his eyes he looked at Sabrina and shook his head.
Sabrina didn't know how could she no person needed that kind of trauma she understood this world was cruel. Steadying her mind she scanned across the room pressing them she had a job to do she had to weed the fools who wouldn't survive. "Pencils down turn your sheet over."
Derek walked out of the room placing his arm against the wall taking calming breathes. "Damn, hehe I can't believe it," His fingers dug into the plaster of the wall. "So much I had to relive I thought I put it behind me." He smiled as he pushed up against the wall. "I just take it all in and channel it constructively."
"it's not always easy living with trauma like that," Sabrina placed her hand on his shoulder. "rebuilding oneself isn't always easy. Being different isn't always easy either."
Derek couldn't help but laugh as he twirled around. "if the world knew who or what I am." He took her hand and kissed it. "A monster by any other face is a monster."
"From one to another." Sabrina crossed her arms. "When you're ready come to the gym. We'll talk then."
As he heard her leaving him he clenched his fist before smacking it onto the wall cracking the plaster. Behind him people began to file out of the testing room most weren't to pleased. Out of all the people that had come in that morning to take the test only fourteen had managed to survive Sabrina's test. Some had bowed out having been given the option to retake in another six months. Staying ahead of the crowd which wasn't all that hard considering most them where trying to get to the fountain or finding a bench Derek made his way into a small waiting room. Unlike the test room this space wouldn't be out of place in strip club. A filtering down from the glass ceiling the sun illuminated the stage and either side, with one side sporting a small well maintained garden, on the other side a small pool churned the clear water. Circling around the pool was small staircase allowing one to see into the glass walls of the tank. At the center of the room was a stage with three brass poles .
It was quiet a show as the bevy beauties pranced around, on the stage a trio of catgirls bound and played with each other. With the Catgirls a Charmanda swung around a pole her tail alight with a flame. Lounging together in the garden a Boobisaur sat back soaking in the sun while she stroked the hair of a sleeping A-bra who was snoozing. In the pool a Squirtity rolled around with Magicunt. They all stopped playing when they noticed the prospects entering.
Derek sat back on couch watch as the girls presented themselves. He was tempted to go straight to the Boobisaur his fetish clicking into high gear at the sight of her massive double D cups. Licking his lips he thought about how large those mounds would swell as she grew. Pulling his eyes away he began to look at the other girls. The Charmanda pressed her back against the pole displaying her sensuous body raising her body. Already she was being called to another tamer who she proceeded to entertain crawling up his leg. Already more girls where being taken in and he knew he had act fast. But, before he could look around she was already bouncing onto his lap.
She knew today was the day, the day she'd be able to have master who'd pet her, take care of her, and most of all pound her like there was no tomorrow. Just thinking about it made her pussy ache, she couldn't help but, purr as she thought about it. A pussy's pussy ached it was just that funny. Even as the carted into the room her eyes went wide. The room it self was place that girls could unwind as the waited for there new masters and she was taking full advantage.
She had seen him the moment he walked in the room, he had been the first one to walk in he was eyeballing each of the girls. The moment she started to see the girls getting masters she knew she had to pounce before the others got to him. Pounce she did landing on his lap her milk chocolate skin rubbing against his shirt and pants. "mine nyah." Leaning in she began to nuzzle his neck purring softly as he smacked her hairless ass.
Derek chuckled as he took a hand full of her plump rear. "Frisky kitty I like." He grinned as her purple tail waved back and forth. As he looked her over he noticed that wear she didn't have fur her skin was dark as milk chocolate, her nipples where dark like milk duds. The fur she did have was the same shade of purple as her tail, starting from her ankle to her mid thigh she as thin coat. Around her waist almost appear like a fur thong it came to point at her navel, the crack of her ass, and finally just above her cunt. As his hands roamed he discovered that just on her upper back extending up into her hair line she had another patch that wrapped under her arms rolling under her perky C cup breast. "I'll have to do a more thorough exam in private."
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Derek knew he should have paid more attention to weather report that morning if only so he could put a cap on. "I hate the rain makes my body ache." Placing his hands in his jacket pockets he walked out of the automatic doors. Already the drops where coming down in sheets, using his hand as a shield he could just barely see Claire marching down the street toward him. "Claire?"
Claire had made her sixth march up and down the block she had been waiting at least and hour in the rain for him to get out. Grabbing him she began to sniff the air around him, "You smell like cat and sex."
Derek grinned rubbing her side as she sniffed. "Yes, yes I do I've had a very pleasant time." Claire wrapped her thick tail around him drawing him in close just holding him. Something was wrong it was subtle a slight shaking in her body that he felt only when she was being motherly and scared. "Claire what's wrong." He looked up into her eyes noticing fear in them fear for his safety above all else. "Answer Claire you're scaring me."
Claire was scared for him she had to be if the rumor was true she had right to be. "Master, dear sweet master Gouken was attacked." Using her claws she gently pressed the hair on his head behind his ears. She knew Gouken getting attacked wouldn't surprise him gang violence was nothing new to Derek or Gouken even as children the two of them had been victims of it and come out fine but, the news she was about to give him would be nearly as normal. "A camera girl was on the scene filming a student documentary with her tamer and they caught things on camera."
"Gouken one of the toughest people I know He can take care of himself," Derek looked up into her almond colored eyes, it wasn't Gouken getting attacked that Scared her it was those things. "Claire what things," He an emphasis on the word things almost coming out like a hiss. His eyes turning glowing yellow as lines appeared on his face. "What things are you talking about."
"Oh my master, my lover," Claire kissed him on the rain rolling on her fur the temperature making the water warm only for it to hit his face and boil away steam rising from the both. "They looked like you only different more armored."
Derek clenched his fist a white glove appearing over it. "Tell me where," He had to lay his head in her cleavage of her uniform to calm himself. Raising his head against he looked up at her sad wet face. "Tell me where I can find them."
"No," Claire pushed him away looking directly into his eyes which had returned to normal. "I want you to go, go on your taming journey you've already put it off two years just to stay with me. It's time you put the ghosts of the past behind you." She held him at arms length her eyes pleading with him telling him to run but, she knew, he wasn't going to run, his purpose for being lay ahead they would hunt him they both knew that. "Even if our Alpha bond fades you have to go."
Derek smiled weakly taking his still normal hand placing it behind her neck. "no," Pulling her in he began to kiss her lovingly stroking her canine ears before slowly breaking the kiss. "We've already gone beyond an Alpha bond, you already feel what I feel, and the reverse is true I feel what you feel. Your fears are my fears. I have to confront my past and protect the future for the children we will have. I am a monster that hunts other monsters."
She tried she really did but, they came anyway the tears. "Oh Master, I know this is the only way. I can't stop you I don't want to stop you." She heaved a sigh trying to collect herself for both of them. "I've never had sisters I want to have them, I want to lay your, no our ghosts to rest, I want to be a mother again, I want to raise a family a large family, Most of all I want you to be safe."
Derek wanted to cry he really did but, he couldn't no matter what his brain told his eyes to do, he had no tear ducts having already been replaced by forbidden tech like most of his body. "I want to give you sisters, I want to lay the ghosts of my past to rest for both of us and those who join us, I want no need to be father, Most of all I need you at my side." Turning away from her he looked up into the sky letting sheets of rain roll down.
Claire wrapped her arms around him laying her head atop of his. "I can't, I can't be your alpha not now if I was younger yes, then I could, not though but, I will be your beta I will teach them how to protect themselves how to protect you."
Intersecting his hands with her's Derek listened as the rain drops pelted them both ignoring the people the where rolling around them minding there own business. "Claire," taking her hand he kissed it spinning himself around still grasping her hands. "Her name is Bridgette and yes she's a catgirl."
Half smiling Claire rubbed her thumbs across the back of his hands. "I may be a canine breed master that doesn't mean I have a problem with felines." Letting go of his hands she listened in the air and heard the sound of siren in the distance. "look I'm still a cop so I need to go see what's happening. So promise me that you won't do anything stupid."
Derek half chuckled standing on his tip toes kissing her on her muzzled cheek. "Don't make me promise something I can't do." Stepping back he pulled himself up onto a chain link fence surprisingly light on his feet. "I'm going to ask around about Gouken you go do some police work and we'll meet latter tonight."
"I love you." Claire turned away from him letting her powerful legs carry her away.
Derek closed his eyes listening to her powerful bounds. "I love you too." He wasn't sure if she heard him but, right now it didn't matter he would tell her latter. At that moment though he had far more important matters to deal with than his ailing heart.
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Bridgette had mission and she wasn't going to fail not on her first job for her master. She liked that, she liked have a master, she liked giving him titty fuck while he played with her twat, most of all she liked having a proper name instead of some number CatgirlR18209 just wasn't name material nor was slutkitty unless it was during taming that was another matter. Bad Bridgette bad you have mission for master mustn't fail him.
Tugging at the newly acquired uniform her tail waved out from the bottom of her skirt. She couldn't help but think about that poor Inguene she had tied up in supply closest. It always surprised her what skills could be useful that she learned on the ranch, like how to tie knots which she had learned from Seamstress. Bridgette had thought about taking the Inguene's panties and bra then she remembered that she didn't know how to wear a bra and panties didn't provide enough for access. So she hand gotten creative using the panties as a gag she broke off the end of the dust mop and used the plastic end like a dildo while using the mop end on her nipples tieing it in way that each time to Inguene squirmed the fibers would rub her nipples. She had tried to take the stockings but when she tried to take them they just ripped so she left them on.
Now that she was thinking about it the candy stripers uniform was kind of kinky especially considering if she didn't keep her tail down people would get a free view of her bottom. Now wasn't the time to think about that as she made her way to her target. "Nyah I'm here to check on the patient, Please let me threw nyah."
Derek pulled himself up the ledge finding his footing on the rain soaked ledge. "hehe slippery when wet." Sure he knew he'd survive the fall it was just a four, correction, five story drop, he just didn't want to leave crater when he didn't have to. "Okay time to count, he's on the fifth floor so am I." He looked up then down mentally counting. "ER 12 so that's one, two, three, four, five, six windows." After each number he began to walk past a window. "Even numbered rooms have he window seats so he's right." Sliding up the window from the outside. "Here."
He wasn't as lucky as hoped as he chuckled nervously as the edge of steel blade pressed itself against his Adams apple. "Hows my favorite mushroom babe."
On the other side curtain Gouken pulled pressed the button on the remote he had been given to adjust the bed. "Greymore shut up," He wheezed finding it rather had to breathe. "get where I can see you."
Derek smiled as Kanna lowered her head hiding her face under the shadow of her mushroom cap having it instead of hair. He didn't bother to watch as she sheathed her sword only to pull open the curtain to get a good look at Gouken. What he saw wasn't pretty Gouken's left arm was in a cast along with his left leg and chest. A plastic tube was run along his nose while the rest of his face looked like punching bag. "You look like you got steamrolled."
Gouken wheezed trying and failing to sit up. "I'm guessing you're here to find out who did this." He tried to breathe. "They looked like you, like you when you're at your worst." Gouken looked directly at him he was one of few that knew that had seen what Derek looked like. "they weren't like that before something happened to them."
Derek closed his eyes keeping his cool, Gouken may have known about his other face about his other mask but, Kanna didn't, it would have been likely if he changed here and now should would attacked there and then. "Who, I need to know who they where this is important I need to know if I can save them or I have to destroy them."
Gouken closed his eyes the bandages not helping. "I can't, not because don't want to but because I don't know. The only one I know is Francis."
Derek grinned as he walked toward the door leading out of the room. "Guess I know where to start my look." Opening the door he couldn't help but break down laughing at the sight before him.
Bridgette whined as she was brought over Karma's knees who was spanking her bare bottom and not in the erotic sex way she was actually trying to bring pain. "nyah I sorry I sorry!"
Karma hissed as she brought her hand down intent on leaving bruise. "You think you can come here and walk around in no panties! What do you think you are doing going to pounce on the patients will you!" She delivered several more powerful smacks to the catgirl's ass. "Who trained you I like a word with them."
Derek wanted to just stand there leaning on the door frame enjoying the show but, Bridgette had spotted him and was giving him that pleading please look. Sighing in defeat he raised his hand speaking up. "That would be me."
Karma growled knocking the catgirl off her knee not bothering to watch as she crawled over to her master. "Now see here," Even as she was about to go into tie raid on decency she finally good look at who the catgirl's tamer was. "you,"
"yes, me" Derek absent mindedly stroked Bridgette's black hair right between her ears. "I needed a distraction not like you'd let me otherwise."
"Get out of my sight before I forget myself." A metallic sheath slid over Karma's fist.
Derek raised his hand smacking Bridgette on the rear making her whimper as he made the soreness worse. "We're on our way."
Bridgette rubbed her posterior trying numb it at the very least. "That hurt nyah." She glare back at Karma who leered back forcing her to look away. "She should apologize!"
Derek laughed placing his arm across her shoulders. "Look at this way it'll toughen you up for latter battles."
"nyah that's stupid." Bridgette watched as he shrugged his shoulders at her pouting he started chuckling lightly as they walked down the hall.
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Bridgette leaned over her masters shoulder happy that he had cut a hole in the skirt for her tail. "Nyah where're we going master?"
Derek reached up scratching her ears affectionately as he walked. He had released her for the company and so she can learn how to interact with people. "I need more information, numbers mostly never go in blind. Unless there is no other choice."
"I don't like this place nyah," Bridgette looked around at all the brickwork buildings most of them where covered in graffiti to some degree. Someone had painted no more cat girls on one wall while on the same wall a giant slurpy painted on it with a giant 69. "They don't like catgirls nyah."
Derek ran his fingers across the brick work ignoring the group the and started to follow them. One them had a baseball bat in fact two of them did. A third was walking behind with a chain. "Stay calm we've got worshippers."
"nyah what?"
"you're so cute." He continued to watch as another two joined the first three, one of them was a chikotit in a 69 wreck ball jersey. The other one with a Doggirl also in jersey flicking a butterfly knife open and closed. "We probably have to defend ourselves." Taking Bridgette's hand the two of them down an alleyway.
Bridgette was skittish she could heard the padded feet of the canine type behind them flicking that shiny thing. "This is bad nyah. We're in trouble aren't we?"
Derek watched as the other end of the alley was blocked by another familiar sight. "That depends on what mood she's in." Pointing down the alley Chrissy was staring him down holding a nightstick. "hello Chrissy how's your big brother Dougie."
Chrissy smacked him in the face with a the nightstick. "You got some nerve Greymore you should have stayed in the hospital after Francis beat you down."
Rubbing his cheek Derek grinned. "I heal fast," He could hear Bridgette beside him hissing at the doggirl who was flashing her knife growling. Choosing to ignore that he focused on Chrissy who was getting ready to swing again. "I wouldn't do that if I where you, I need information I want to find Francis."
Chrissy lowered the nightstick. "What do you want with that dick hole."
Derek climbed up on the ladder using it as a seat. "I got business with that dick hole, I want to know who's helping him."
"That's easy it was that d-bag Moroson."
Dropping from his seat Derek grabbed her by the shoulder and kissed her on the forehead. "Oh I needed that. Bridgette you can growl and hiss latter we've got someone to drop in on." Without missing a beat he caught the nightstick just as Chrissy swung it using his thumb to bend the mental leaving everyone around him to back away. "I deserved that but, I didn't want it." walking down back the way they came he stopped for moment. "I'll give your brother a chance but, no more than that."
Unknown to either of them Moroson had been standing on top same building. "look at you trying to find me." Walking along the edge of the building he followed Derek's path. "Go tell Francis he has rat in his organization." Behind him one of those he had transformed leapt away leaving behind the body of Moroson's former spider girl partner her neck snapped. Walking over to her a spidery leg came out of his jacket brushing against her cold cheek. "you where such a pretty thing it's pity you where about to tell the police." reaching into his jacket he took out his badge crushing it. "Consider me resigned."
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The construction sight was largely abandoned at this late hour and that was just fine to him as he pushed open gate walking into muddy ground. Looking around he saw the future sight of Sapphron shopping center for all your shopping needs. He could feel there eyes on him watching him from shadows. "Fun," Sarcasm dripped off his lips like a fine wine. Walking into the main part of the yard he spotted him just sitting there on top of the railing of the upper deck. "Ello love, Feeling perky Frenchy."
Francis smiled not even Greymore's smart mouth could piss him off. "It's Francis not Frenchy." Standing his snapped his fingers and out of the shadows two black blurs appeared.
Derek wasn't about to play that game not today not after what happened to Gouken, not after what these bastard did to Chrissy just because she squealed to him about Moroson. "no," Reaching out both arm with speed that was beyond normal human he grabbed the two creatures slamming them both into the mud.
"The fuck," Francis stepped back as he saw the change in Derek. "No wonder he wants you dead. You're like us."
Derek released his grip on there throats standing up his red scarf hanging across his shoulder. "oh please you're nothing but production line trash." His eyes glowed as he scanned the room searching for some one. "And you Douglas to go that far as to allow your own sister to get gang raped and beaten for telling me about Moroson." Finally he found the person he was looking for. "Why don't you tell them who you really are Moroson. Who we really are."
A reverberating clap filled the construction yard just as Moroson stepped out into the open. "We are the children of god who will inherit the earth. I want to see, I want to see the potential of the first hopper verses production line model."
Derek lowered his head looking at the two he had brought down, they where alive, but they weren't going to get up. "They have more free will then the bat's minions."
Moroson's form shifted his jacket falling away as abdomen grew out of his back his arm splitting apart forming into spidery legs. His head morphed into a spiders head mandibles spilling out from his mouth. "different design ideologies I find that freewill makes them fight harder."
Derek jumped up toward Moroson only to have his path blocked by two of the transformed gang members who hooked his arms dragging him back ground ward. Reacting quickly he twisted around tossing them to ground landing on his feet. He watched as the two creatures rolled and recovered ready to charge him at a moments notice. "Tell me one thing what are these things what did you turn them into."
Spider formally Moroson chuckled his limbs rattling as they went. "while technical name is Hopper mass production model series 2. I prefer to call them gangers. Considering what the base is. They where meant to be your soldiers Unfortunately you choose to deny the gift the body you where given to be a god."
Francis dropped down transforming into his hopper form. "Don't we get say this you two are talking like where nothing but, tin toys. We have power. You wanted us to kill him fine we'll do it."
Derek looked at the three hoppers one of them was Francis. "Don't do Francis you're just line model." He watched as Francis and the other two gangers came at him. "Stupid." Leaping up the two gangers smashed into each other violently. Francis managed avoid same fate leaping up to meet Derek only for him to get smashed down. Walking away Derek didn't even look as the three gangers exploded. "Douglas if you're here I'm giving one chance to run."
Spider spread his legs his mandibles clicked back and forth. "Ah such satisfying test run but, I want more I want to see the demon in red shoes."
Derek grabbed his helmeted head as pain a shockwave went threw him like lightning. His vision began to blur as everything became gray scale. A haze of red curled over his vision as the machinery pushed out the man.
"Hahahaha, now, now is the time," pointing one of his clawed spider legs at the now red eyed Derek. "Kill him, kill hopper the first tear him apart."
Derek was in a cage of his own mind as his body moved on it's own. The first ganger was doomed even as it landed his hand ripped threw it's chest coming out covered in blood and steel. Letting it drop to the ground he jumped foreword grabbing the faces of another two crushing there faces before smashing them together. Leaping up onto a higher level he roundhouse kicked another collapsing it's skull into a steel beam. Pushing off he rolled into a kick splitting another in two sending the two halves into what would be jewelry store. Kicking the steel beam he collapsed the level on another set of gangers.
Bridgette was getting nervous she had been told to stay and wait for Claire she hadn't even met Claire and she was supposed to wait? She could already hear the sound of a battle and it was already getting louder. "Nyah master is in trouble I just know it nyah," She bounced on the balls of her feet pacing back forth trying to not to worry. "Can't stand it got to see nyah!"
Derek wanted to stop this was mindless slaughter at it's worst already dozens had fallen just because they wouldn't quit and his body wouldn't obey. He wanted to scream but, he couldn't his brain wasn't in drivers seat it was the machine and all it knew was how to kill. The pain that exploded inside his brain as he received a thunder bolt paralyzed him momentarily. His body smoking he turned to face the Peekabu that was defending her fallen master. He wanted to stop he wanted grab himself but, it didn't help him. He was already charging at her and leaping over grabbing her digging his fingers into her temples twisting her skull a full hundred eighty.
Bridgette was horrified by what she saw something was killing without remorse without second thought. She knew enough that if it was for survival killing was okay but, this was nothing short of slaughter whole sale. Already she could see the monster get it's neck wrapped in vines only for it to grab the vines jerking the source toward it before ripping the poor girls arms off. "Nyah stop it! Stop!"
Horror that was only feeling Derek could muster as he finally had enough his rage, his fear, his angst breaking threw allowing him to take control again. "no," He was shaking like leaf as his arm dripped with blood chunks of meat dripping onto the ground. "Bridge, Bridgette not, not like this no."
Spider laughed at the sight all around him the gangers and several girls lay dead most caked in the blood. That wasn't what was so amusing though as it was the fact the Derek was now cradling his dieing Catgirl who had a sizeable whole in her left breast. "Look at it, it takes a you killing your girl to snap out of it." Spreading his mandibles a thin mist of webs fell upon several fallen gangers. Like the stitching on a rag doll the gangers came back together.
"leave me alone." Derek cradled Bridgette in his arms shaking all around. "Not again I won't loose another one." It was becoming harder to breathe as his belt became tighter all around him as a wind kicked up. He didn't care that the gangers where getting up acting more like drones in a hive then individuals they once where. "I won't be the cause of another pointless death."
Spider had to tether himself as the wind speeds began to become even strong enough to lift him up. "Impossible is he doing this." Even as he saw it the winds where circling Derek and Bridgette acting a shield as the few remaining gangers tried to get toward him.
Then it exploded a sheer twister ripping it's way into sky then as quickly as it had come it was over. Spider reverted back to his human form panting as he stood on the roof of a apartment that had been condemned. "What what, what was that."
"That was desperation, that power, power born from sorrow and anger fueled by passion." A figure stood in the shadows. "the circuit's activation was greater than thought."
"You can't be here I can do this I can kill him."
"no you can't." a black stinger ripped into Moroson's body splitting him in half.
Tamer: Derek Greymore
Age: 18
Rank: E
Harem:
1. Catgirl - Bridgette (Starter)
2. Denmother- Claire (Unofficial)