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Five people get pulled through a portal linking Enterra with a deserted universe. Two men are particularly difficult for the two girls to deal with. Will Mushrambo help them? Does he fall in love with one? Or is he after something else?(MushramboxOC)

Chapter Nine

She was particularly irritable for the rest of that day up until nightfall.
"Why are you so angry all of a sudden?" Mushrambo exclaimed.
"I don't know!" She sighed.
"The moon is red." He stated.
"That's great. And look, there's no fucking bridge over the river."
"You didn't even look at the moon. There's a tree going over the river, you can use that." He dived in a began swimming to the other side. She shifted into her house-cat form, climed the tree and began padding across the branch.
She got about half way across the branch when it began creaking. 'I'm not that heavy.' She thought.
A third of the way across the river, Mushrambo sensed something was following her and swimming with him. He quickened his strokes and got out just as a huge reptile appeared behind him. He kicked it and it sank back into the depths. 'That was close.' He thought.
Smokey was walking on a really thin part of the branch, stepping with care, she passed it. She could see something below her in the water, a dark shape - a big one too. She stopped to have a closer look. The tree shook violently and she just about re-gained her balance. Looking behind her, another type of cat was following her across the branch. It was white, quite large, and she knew it would make the branch snap. She quickened her pace. "Don't. Look. Down." Mushrambo warned.
If she was in her normal form she would look at him like he'd just said pork was a fruit. Wanting to know what he meant by 'Don't look down' she looked. She hissed at the reptile below her. It jumped out of the water and clamped it's jaws on the branch. She screamed in her mind before running as fast and as carefully as she could across the rest of the branch. She jumped onto the ground just as the branch snapped. The white animal behind her fell into the river and was devoured by the reptile. She shifted into her normal form. The once dark blue water turned a cloudy red. The cat was carded and that card was then swallowed by the reptile.
"We should go. Now. Quickly." Mushrambo began to run as the reptile swam towards them and crawled onto the land. Smokey went to follow him, but the reptile swept it's tail under her feet and tripped her up. She turned around to face the beast as it growled and made it's way towards her. A feeling of power overwhelmed Smokey. She made fierce eye contact with the reptile - making it stop dead in it's tracks. She tightly grasped it round the snout - lifting it and she got to her feet. She placed one hand around it throat and dug her fingertips into it. The reptile whimpered loudly and then it was cut off as Smokey removed it's jugular. She then let go of it's snout and kicked it's encard back into the river. Mushrambo appeared next to her and grabbed her roughly by the arm.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He shouted. He then stopped when he saw her eyes. 'Blood Rage.' He thought.
"I didn't mean to do that...I was overwhelmed by this urge - this feeling! I don't know!" She sounded hysterical. Mushrambo loosened his grip on her arm then realised he'd left a mark on her arm.
"Sorry about that." He put his arm around her waist and began walking away. "Your eyes have changed colour." He said.
"What colour?"
"Green."
"Is the moon still red?" She asked.
He looked. "No."

They'd made it across the desert. They'd made it to a complete forest now. Trees were everywhere. The grass reached their ankles. Mushrambo put his shirt, armour and cloak back on and gave his black hooded cloak to Smokey. To his suprise - she accepted it. He was a little disapointed that she was covered up from the thighs upwards - but at least he could still see her legs - or as he called them, her 'nice stems'.
Smokey sighed, "It's going to rain again."
She looked at the sky, her face had a radiant glow in the moonlight, her green eyes sparkled, and her hair shimmered like black silk. Mushrambo looked at her and realised just how beautiful she was.
"Smokey?" He asked.
She looked at him. "What?"
He sighed, couldn't form what he wanted to say. 'She's the first person that's made me lost for words.' He thought. Smirking, he said: "Don't worry. I forgot."
It began to drizzle. Smokey pulled up the hood of the cloak. Her face was shadowed so only the bottom half of her face - lips and chin -could be seen.
"Where do we go from-" Mushrambo covered her mouth with his hand and moved them under the trees.
She didn't struggle against him - but listened to see if he heard something she hadn't. 'What?' She thought.
"Nothing." He said. He pulled her hood off and scanned his eyes over her face. She made fists with her hands and put them inbetween their chests. His face was serious as he removed his hand from her mouth. One of his hands was already on her waist, with the other hand he moved a piece of long hair off her face and behind her ear, he ran that hand across her neck, down her back and rested it on the small of her back. He took a step forward so their bodies were closer together. He looked down at her face and she was looking at her clenched fists - the only thing keeping them apart. Using the hand that was on her waist he tiltled her face up to look at his. He made brief eye contact before looking down at her lips. He knew she wasn't in a trance by his eyes as she didn't lean forward, so he leant in for a kiss...and she met him halfway. The hand that was on her chin ran down her back and stopped in between her shoulder blades. Her fists loosened and she placed her palms on his armoured chest plate. As the kiss deepened, her held her tighter and she put her arms around his neck. They parted for air for a brief second before going back to being lip locked. Smokey ran her hands back onto his chest.
Mushrambo pushed his tounge into her mouth making her make a sound crossed between suprise and protest.
"Sorry to interrupt." Mushrambo growled and held his middle finger up to whoever said that, he finished his search of her mouth and gave her one last kiss before turning around. Still holding onto her tightly he snapped: "Who the fuck are you here to fight?"
The man smirked and laughed. "Smokey." He stated, nodding to her.
Smokey - who hadn't said anything so far said: "I can't."
Mushrambo looked at her, lovingly. "What do you mean you can't?" He whispered.
She looked at the man. 'It's when I get angry - that's when I find it harder to control Blood Rage.' She thought to him, looking away.
"Then don't get angry. Ignore what he says and stay calm."
Asparagus is not a fish was Smokey's look. "I'm a boxer. That's the way I fight." She shrugged.
He smirked. "Don't worry about it. I'll find a way to change you back if you change."
"I'm sure you will." She rolled her eyes and walked away. He discarded the urge to pin her down and do her infront of that man. 'What is with his testosterone levels?' The man thought. 'Sure she's...completely...drop dead...shagable...but-okay I understand.'
'Try anything with her - I'll step into your fight.' Mushrambo thought to the man - realising the man was a telepath.
"Hello? Could you two stop glaring at each other so we can finish this fight?" The man and Mushrambo remained glaring. Smokey walked off into the trees picked up a branch that was laying on the floor and when she came back - they were still glaring at each other. Smokey stood behind the man and held the branch on one shoulder. She stood to the side. She held the bottom of the branch with both hands and swung it as fast and with as much strength as she could. The branch snapped into splinters with the impact on the mans head. He didn't flinch. Three cage walls and one glass one appeared around them. The man turned around to face Smokey. She stepped backwards a few paces. In the blink of an eye the man was infront of Smokey with his hand tightly around her throat. He picked her up and smashed her head against the glass wall it cracked upon impact with her head and she groan because of the pressure.
"I bet I can make her scream aswell." The man informed Mushrambo.
'A spider can make me scream louder.' She thought, the man glared, Mushrambo smirked. An overwhelming feeling overtook her. Her hand went straight to the mans throat - but he caught it. Her eyes turned blood red before she kicked him across the cage. He took a few deep breaths - her eyes changed back to green and then to their origional grey colour. She cracked her knuckles, and went for a right hook. She stopped an inch from his face - but he wasn't holding her wrist. She dropped it and walked to the other side of the cage. She leant against the chain links and slid to the floor, clutching her head.
"Smokey? What are you doing?" Mushrambo asked, as he reached through the cage and held the man in place.
"I can't fight anymore." She whispered. Mushrambo lifted the man off the floor and then drove his sword through the man's back - encarding him instantly. The walls departed and Mushrambo walked catiously towards Smokey. He sheathed his sword and knelt down next to her.
"Smokey?"
No reply.
She fell backwards - Mushrambo put his arm around her before she hit the floor. Sighing, he picked her up bridal style and began walking again.

When Smokey woke up she was in strong arms. On the floor. She looked around. She was sat on Mushrambo's lap and he had his arms around her and was leaning against a tree, looking down at her.
"Alright?" He asked her.
"Yeah." She slid off his lap - but was pulled back on again. "Your not trying it on are you?"
"No." He smirked. She sighed, moved on leg the other side of his lap so she was facing him. "Are you trying it on?" He asked, the smirk still on his face.
"Sorry to disapoint you, but no."
"Then what are you doing?"
"You won't let me go so I'm going to-"
"-Tempt me."
"Well...if that's how you see it then...fine. Tempt you-"
"-To use my power on you?" He glared at her.
"If you want to play it that way." She glared back. He saw her eyes shift to green then change to red before returning back to grey.
She crossed her arms, bit her lip - seductively, she sighed before leaning forward an inch away from his lips. He leant forward and was about to kiss her when she leant back.
"If that's how you want to play!" He grabbed her shoulder and pushed her onto the floor, he got ontop and kissed her neck. She was about to protest when he covered her mouth with his. He took off one of his gloves, placed his gloved hand just under her collar bone so she wouldn't get up. He held his ungloved hand less then an inch close to her cheek. She sat still.
"I know you won't do it." She smirked.
"Believe me, Smokey. I want to."
"It's your power. Do it if you want too. I just know you-" He placed the hand on her face. She was cut off from her speech as a feeling of passion and a wanting of Mushrambo flooded everything else in her system. She gasped before his lips crashed onto hers it was a heated moment of passion before he took his hand off of her.
"And you thought I wouldn't do it." He smirked.
"You did. But then again - you caved first."
"That's what you planned wasn't it."
She smirked. "You caught me. Now get off." She tried to push him off. "Seriously." His stomache was on hers. It was only his elbows under her arms which were holding his chest and weight off of her. He smirked before meeting her chest with his. "What are you doing?" She asked.
"What do you think?" He asked as his lips brushed hers.
"If you do...I will card you." She warned.
"You can stop me. Your arms are free. I'm testing you."
"What if I'm testing you again?" He searched her face to see if she was lying and if she was worried. She wasn't worried but she was lying.
"You're lying." He stated, smirking.
"And?"
"And nothing. I'm going to kiss you, if you want me to stop, well...you have free hands." He slid himself up her body - making her tremble. His face was directly over hers, his arms were above her shoulders. His lips met hers roughly.
Smokey reached for the hilt of his sword and drew it, before holding it to his throat. "You're right. I do have free hands."
He waved his bare hand infront of her face. "So do I." He smirked as she glared at him.