Derek walked into the hotel room carting several bags in his hands having used his toes to open the door. Putting his bags down on the bed he went back and grabbed his shoe shutting the door. Now with some privacy he did something had been wanting to do for the past twenty four hours, he slid down on the floor his back against the wall. "Oh gods I hate shopping."

Thumping his head against the door a couple times he sighed sliding off his jacket he tossed it on the small table in the room. "I should check my bandages." Taking off his shirt he undid the tape on his chest and looked at the scars and once again thanked the gods that his body healed a lot faster than even most blood gifted humans. "A completely artificial heart. Enhanced liver function, among other physical enhancements. Am I human anymore? No I'm a weapon. "

"So?" Looking up from the scars he finally noticed that steam had been coming from the bathroom and person that came out of that hot fog was Beatrice. His eyes where easily locked on her chest which was glistening with recently dried fur a towel draped over her shoulders just barely hiding her nipples. "You feeling sorry for yourself?"

He chuckled darkly. "Oh, I don't think so, I did enough of that during the first year." Standing up he walked up to the splice girl taking hold of the towel's edges. "Remind to introduce you to my therapist she beat the crap out of me. I got over being a weapon sometime ago she made sure of that." He couldn't help it as his thumps slipped under the towel and began playing. "So where's in your sister?"

"I'm in the hot tub!"

He laughed. "I hear you kimmy."

"Keep that up you might end up on the wrong end of a staff if you know what I mean."

"I'm openly omnisexual if you haven't noticed." taking his left hand he reached between her legs. "I enjoy a good spearing or two." releasing his grips he plopped onto the bed looking at the ceiling. "Your right though. Where are the rest of the girls anyway? I did some shopping for everyone."

Beatrice snorted looking back into the bathroom. "Our illustrious Alpha glutted herself on pretzel sticks after beating us at cards."

"A bonding exercise? And she beat you?"

In the hot tub from her lounging position Kimberly hissed. "It was her idea, she found the deck in your pack." Lifting up her leg she wiggled her clawed toes. "I swear she cheated and now she's paying for it."

Beatrice produced her own growl echoing the hiss of her twin. "I'm part Poindexter not Lady Luck!"

He leaned up looking at her, "are you two pouting? I'd laugh but, I'm afraid you or both of you would try ripping my head off. Now back to the original question where is everyone?"

"The Denmother had to carry the Cheshire to the center and once they're done there she was going to check in at the station. As for the others there in there balls. Speaking of did you know that that while in a pokeball time is still passing even while we in a state of stasis. Some breeds are actually still aware during this time. This mostly applies to psychic types such as the Cheshire though there is also the Candy catgirl who actually needs to be transferred to another type of Ball."

Grabbing the edge of the bed Derek raised his hand in front of Beatrices face as she started to explain the various types of pokeballs. "Follow the finger."

Her eyes traced the path of the finger. "The maternity ball for example actually is safer for a pregnancy than allowing it to run a completely natural course. The difference in risk is in the long run is a moot point though." She stopped rambling as he flicked her on the nose. "What was that for."

"You where droning." Derek commented even as he heard snoring coming from the bathroom. "Anyways," Grabbing the first bag he began to unpack several tubs. "I seem to remember promising a treat."

Seeming the ten tubs Beatrice began to lick her lips in anticipation. "Is that,"

"Yep, also I know a tradesman in town with a seamstress mostly does navy uniforms put I got some fitted clothes for everyone." Reaching into the bottom of the bag he produced a clutch of spoons. "Now because most of you haven't had any ice cream before I just got a couple classic flavors of vanilla and chocolate."

Attentively reaching out Beatrice grabbed a tub slipping one of her claws under the plastic wrapper. "Tge in rehe he sha cirma cee."

Hearing the siren call Kimberly was out of the tub and tying a towel around her chest. "Can I,"

"Pick one." Reaching into another bag he started sorting clothes. "Prussian has clothing ordinance so everyone has to be dressed. I really don't want to be fined."

Already the twin where digging into the confectioners treat often letting each other lick off the same spoon. It wasn't until he pulled out a small box with a kitty printed on it that they stopped and looked at him sniffing the air. His own nose was pressed against the edges of formally air tight seal he started to giggle and all three in dream like state called the item what it was. "catnip…"

It was when they where all eye to eye with each other that the they noticed how close they where to the container. Ferreting his eyes at the two splices he popped the lid shut cutting them off from the feline narcotic. "Maybe, latter, go back to your ice cream,"

"You know having that around us is dangerous." Beatrice commented watching him out of the corner of her eye.

"about as dangerous as a yarn ball," he mumbled as he put the substance in his pack. "what! I have heavy feline ancestry. Don't look at me like that,"

Beatrice continued to eye him as he produced a set of silver balls from the mart. "Food storage balls, designed for storing large quantities of food. Did you know that they where made famous by Brock though they where in service long before he became a,"

Beatrice didn't get to finish as her white furred twin jammed a spoon of chocolate into her mouth. "Sister?" When she knew she was acknowledge she continued. "Shut up."

Derek licked his lips trying to place the tubs into food storage though his focus was being taken up watching as Kimberly kissed her black furred twin using her tongue to take the spoon back. "oh my," He focus stolen from him he rolled onto his knees crawling to the edge of the bed. "Can I have a taste."

"Of course," Beatrice slowly licked the edge of her spoon remove the excess over lap. She then took the spoon and pressed it against his waiting lips. "why don't you join us here on the floor and bring out some of that delightful nip'"

He giggled rolling off the bed between the pair. "No, that's to share latter." Without warning he jerked there towels off. "Catnip is an aphrodisiac to me."

"Oh that's not a problem," Beatrice reached down rubbing his inner thigh.

"Not a problem at all," Kimberly took his other thigh in hand.

"bad girls," reach behind them both he squeezed there rears. "I got your biscuits." He giggle only to have them pounce on him.

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The air was cold which suited Derek just fine as his cheek was pressed against the glass. The breeze coming threw the window passed into the sheet the was wrapped around his body. He had no regrets for what he did even though it had cost him the deposit plus some. Reaching out from under the sheet he grabbed one of many bottles of milk that had been arranged on the table.

Watching the fan rotate on the ceiling was the best thing June could do as her chest was more tender than it had ever been. As far as she was concerned that was a good thing never before had she been so thoroughly milked in her life. She knew that was a lie though she'd been milked that much before though then it had just been clinical no enjoyment at all. Resting on her stomach was a pair of tubes connected to a motorized pump that had become popular in Ruby, Capital, and most of the WAPL regions. Beads of sweat glistened on her skin as her world had been rocked during the milking.

The airmaiden was sitting topless on the table enjoying her afterglow braiding the youma's hair which wasn't easy considering the bony spurs and how coarse the said hair was. Part of the reason she had an afterglow was of course the taming, the main reason though was she now had a name, Ayame. Though if today was any indication of things to come she needed to get used to the chest tenderness.

Youma wasn't happy as any of the others not say she didn't enjoy herself far from it. As far as Youma was concerned her new caretaker was a creative and vigorous lover much better then her last caretaker. Her last caretaker just wanted get it done and over with. Problem was simply as far as Youma was concerned was she was easier to get off than a Titmouse. Another problem is that youma couldn't on a psychological level respond to any other name than youma.

To the left side of the broken bed frame against the wall Beatrice typed away one her lap top with her right hand and with her other hand she was rubbing her white furred twin's chest. As she glanced out of the corner of her eye she looked at Derek. A few years ago she and her sister wouldn't have hesitated to rip out his throat with there teeth and gutted him with there claws. Things had changed though either because the splicing process or because something the three of them had in common neither of them could bring themselves to kill him. Being above animal instinct certainly helped though and her case high end intelligence. The glow of monitor having lulled her sister to sleep it was kind of cute to watch really. She knew her twin tried to understand most of what interested her.

Unfortunately though a good portion of it went right over Kimberly's head. Just trying to read up on the failsafe systems that prevented Team Shocker's Cyborgs from being studied bored Kimberly nearly to tears. Kimberly had her own interests to track down, being part Tarot meant she compelled to collect spirits. That brought with it a different set of problems. Even if the spirits where bond in service her they still had wills of there own. While she had a far more dominate personality than a Tarot she still had to let them indulge themselves to keep them happy. Then there was the trial that Tarot's had to under go when they collected all the spirits. Kimberly wondered if because she was a splice she'd even take the trial or would she go till her death just sealing spirits.

Zala was a victim of her own very nature as her wrist where tied to her ankles forcing her to press her forehead onto the carpeted floor. Straddling across mid-thigh was one of the legs of the busted bed keeping them spread. Duct taped just above the curve of her plump rear where a pair of battery packs connected by wires to a pair of vibrating eggs that where planted in her asshole. Inside of her well lubricated cunt was a large black studded dildo the end of which where horse hairs. Stuffed inside of Zala's mouth was a red ball gag attached to a leather strap. Attached to the strap was a pair of horse blinders removing her peripheral vision.

Sure she was uncomfortable that didn't stop the drool from seeping out from the holes in the ball gag. Her master and the twins had decided to go round robin on her each taking turns on her. When one finished one of the other two would took up the task. Zala realized that both twins where most defiantly part Dildoqueen. Most of the gear she was currently strapped into was summoned by them, it wasn't as convoluted as some of Gilda's gear still effective though. She really was going to need bath though considering how sticky her breast and stomach where. A bath was what she really felt safe doing considering showers still freaked her out.

Speaking still of bathing the sexual tank that was Alice was resting comfortably in the hot tub the light of the sun pouring in through a slit of a window. She was happily satisfied having received oral treatment from her master and all currently available harem sisters. It really shouldn't have surprised anyone that she had taken the girth of both twins in the same hole while master took her back door. Out of all of them she had to admit she had a massive sexual appetite. Looking to her side at a wooden bowl she ran her fingers inside a salve that was in the bowl. She had created it after having talked with Diana before she was put into storage. The salve was created from natural ingredients found locally the purpose of the salve was to ease tenderness and sore muscles.

Oddly enough she, Diana, Gilda had something of friends mostly discussing herbs while Diana was focused on how some planets and mixtures could be used to help heal. On the other hand Gilda wanted to learn how to use various toxic plants with Alice acting as happy medium between them.

Bridgette was in a rather sad state unlike most of her harem sisters she wasn't supposed get any tamings because her stomach was till upset. Sure she could still tame easily enough but according to the Inguene that had examined her it was likely it would cause her to in her words 'empty the contents of her stomach onto her partner thus upsetting what should be an enjoyable event.' she had wanted to complain at the time but, her stomach was agreement with the nurse.

That wasn't her only problem though, she was currently tangled up inside a sweater with a leg in a arm hole and her arm out of the stomach. The fabric torn as she had tried to make holes for her arms thinking that they had forgotten them. For a psychic type pokegirl she really felt stupid as she read the mind of her harem sisters that knew how to wear clothes. Sure she had worn clothes before but, she always had help dressing and never bothered to remember what others did. Though there was one thing that went right, her knew hat though in reality it was a bra it covered her ears nicely keeping them nice and warm. Of all the clothes she had found only the Bra and panties where the only garments she knew she could put on by herself. Though she rather wear the bra as pair of ear covers the strap fitting nicely under her chin without digging in.

Walking up behind her master Claire wrapped her thick bushy tail around his waist before doing the same with her arms. Her police uniform top completely undone her lacy cherry red bra pulled off her E-cup breast allowing her to press the fur covered mounds against his back, the only thing separating them a sheet. Only the matted fur of her inner thighs and darkened red of her laced thong revealed that she too was involved in the debauchery. Resting her head on his shoulder she let out a soft growl of contentment. "You know if we do this in every hotel we stay in your going to be both content and broke."

Smiling despite himself Derek swirled the half empty milk bottle. "Is that your expert opinion detective?" Reaching up with his free hand he slipped it behind her head letting his fingers full the difference between her fur and hair. "If so," Leaning his head back his hood of sheet fell back. "I suppose that's not so bad." He kissed her.

Softly growling she parted from him keeping her arms and tail wrapped around him. "They finally delivered my anticapture collar, according to the courier they had challenge trying to catch up to us."

Blowing on his lips Derek rolled his eyes. "Not my fault," He chuckled "Right pants pocket one ferry pass full harem status. Ferry leaves tomorrow 6AM."

Beatrice half listening grabbed his pants tossing them at him from across the room. "Ever wonder why they explode and when your heart was minced you didn't go up like they did?"

"Nope," Derek scratched the back of Claire's neck smiling up at her. "I already know, I've known how my body works for sometime now. For one I never under went the brain washing procedure or at least completed it as I've rather recently learned. The very night I was rescued I was taken someplace to learn how my body worked."

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It had started to rain and the figure in the rain didn't care even as the water rolled down it's wreck ball cap. By morning the rain would turn into slush with rapidly lowering temperature it wouldn't be long before the first snow fall of the year. The figure standing along with the cap was wearing black t-shirt with cheap leather jacket and jeans. Upon closer inspection of the figure there was something off and inhuman about the him. His features where to chiseled to perfect like they where sculpted to create the illusion of humanity.

"Hopper," The figure didn't get finish as it's head explode in a shower of sparks and meat leaving only the lower jaw which was now revealed to be made of metal.

Stepping out the shadow of a private boat house was another figure dressed in all black leather from neck to toe, holstered on his back was a shotgun. Reaching up the new figure reached under the full face helmet a skull designed on the cover. "Was it necessary to blow the head off, Yes I know that I told you to disable and a headshot is the most effective method. Remind me to buy some soap for that mouth of yours."

Taking the finger from his helmet and reached down into his boot Skull pulled out a bowie knife using it to cut the back of the jacket off. Underneath the now shredded jacket skull found the Cyborg's back had been neglected. Taking his gloved fingers he followed the segments on the machines spinal column finding what he searching for he took the knife popping a segment. Reaching into the segment he pulled a wire covered in discharge plasma. "This stuff always looks like slime."

With two fingers he gave the wire a quick jerk disconnecting the internal transmitter. With his free hand skull popped a button on his belt producing a Personal data Assistant. "Now let's see what you've seen recently." Taking the now disconnected wire he plugged it into the PDA watching a status bar appear.

It was then that a police cruiser pulled up and the officer inside got out from the drivers side wearing a bullet proof vest and was soon joined by the Jenny from the other side of the cruiser. "Hands where I can see them now!" Both of them had pulled out elemental pistols.

Skull slowly turned his head the rain rolling off the edges of his helmet. "Don't fire,"

The officer in question rubbed her thumb against the hammer of her gun. "We won't fire if you raise your hands."

"Wasn't talking to you officer." In motion that was almost two fast for the human eye to follow Skull produced a pair of spikes throwing them into the barrels of the pistols jamming them. Taking a quick look at the PDA he jerked it unplugging the device. With another quick motion he smashed a small disk into the underarm of the machine.

Before the pair knew what happened they noticed the jamming of the pistols it was Jenny who noticed the beeping of the device. "Sam Get down!" That's when Sam noticed that the disk beeping rapidly giving hir just enough time to duck back into the car just as the device detonated. Above the two of them they heard safety glass breaking right before a half charred arm came between them.

Sam looked at her partner who nodded both of them slowly crawled out the cruiser and where witness to the shrapnel burning all over. "What the hell was that?"

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The tallest building outside of the academy proper was the was the church of a thousand faiths the bell tower easily overlooked the entire village. With it being a weekday the building was largely unused with only an automated system chiming the bell in the morning, midday, and midnight

Largely unused didn't mean that it wasn't being used as Skull climbed the ladder into the bell tower. As he entered he found himself under the bell and it didn't go unnoticed to him a pair of large black furred feet. "You swing that hammer I'll cut you off at the ankles and worn around my neck as a pair of lucky rabbit feet."

He watched as the feet stepped back and he heard the voice from the other side. "Well fuck your not letting me have any fun boss." Ducking under the bell he found himself face to face with one of his partners in crime. She was tall easily six feet tall though most of that height was in her legs. "First you chide me for splattering that observation unit, then you screwed me over with those cops just cuz they had tits."

Skull raised his hand stopping her rant sliding his helmet off Kenji snorted. "only one of them was a female,"

"The fuck?"

"It was actually interesting to look at considering it would have been easier with gender dust." Walking past her he stooped down pulling out a roll from his pack. "Though maybe he didn't want to under go full sex change."

"Probably wanted to hold onto his penis ." The previously silent third and final person on the roof looked out into the dark clouded sky.

Shaking his head he began to field strip his gear. "Currie you've been spending far to much time with Dusty." Before the angry minitop could respond he raised his finger to his lips silencing her. "before you say anything you both did well, Dusty you managed to follow my orders with minimal complaint during the operation. " The Minitop grumbled picking up the sniper rifle she had used braking it down for a cleaning. "Currie your rainstorm actually gave me enough cover to escape."

"So boss what do we do now." Dusty looked down the detached barrel of the rifle before running the cleaning brush threw it. "It's not like we've got anything else to do."

"It wasn't hard master the clouds where ready to give up there water." Currie looked out into the downpour her tail wrapping around her leg revealing a series of ruby studs piercing its underside. "neither Jordan or Michelle have returned yet from there scouting mission."

Rolling up his holder Kenji activated his Pokepack storing the roll inside. "Those two are easily able to hold there own if they get in trouble." working the pack he produced a large plastic case popping it open he accepted the pieces of the sniper rifle. "If the information I've intercepted is correct they're planning something big in Prussian." Putting the weapon away Kenji closed his eyes. "I need as much information as I can get."

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Trust wasn't something he had in high regard at the moment not saying he couldn't trust it was just that he didn't trust the road. Holding onto the handle bars of his bike he walked threw the early November slush. Derek's breathe came out in cold wisps at regular intervals his boots easily digging into the half frozen asphalt.

Contrary to what others may have thought he was actually looking foreword to this trip. He may not have acted like it but after all hollows eve his favorite holiday had to be the All Saints day. Celebrating it with his adoptive extended family was just icing on the cake. It just made him feel all festive on the inside to the point he could ignore even the jerk in front of him.

There where two people in front of him, the front most was wearing a highly reflective greenish yellow jacket with silver stripes with a matching cap. She was also wearing a set of rubber boots and overalls. Hanging loosely from her side a cutlass with a copper guard which she thumbing wanting to draw out of annoyance.

It was the man in front her that was the current problem. Apparently the man had no love of the cold as he was dressed in several layers. "your going to let me on this boat or I'm gonna beat your face in."

The girl in the jacket ground her teeth together trying he damndest to keep her cool. "Listen hear bilge rat ye' aint gett'n on t's boat wit'out ah ticket."

The man growl grabbing her by the jacket. "You listen here slut you have no damn right to tell me what to do. Your property got that?" He leaned in closer. "And no damn piece of property is going to tell me what to do."

Derek rolled his eyes kicking the stand on his bike into position so he could let go. Now with his hands free from the bars he kicked the man's knees out from under him. Using his hands he pulled with man down onto the ground straddling his chest all within a few seconds times. Taking his hand Derek covered the man's mouth. "Just some advice while she may be property she could easily gut you like a fish. I'd also like to remind you how squishy we men are compared to them."

Reaching into his back pants pocket with his free had he produced his ticket presenting it to the Pirate girl. With other hand he began to apply pressure to man's jaw with a force just under what it would take to crack bone. "now listen to me," He could see the man's fingers digging into the slush out of pain. "I'm going to release you and your going to either apologize or leave." He leaned down whispering into his ear. "And because I'm in a good mood I won't snap limps."

Unclasping his hand from the man's jaw Derek stood up watch as the man with fear in his eyes stood up trying desperately to find footing. He watched as the man slipped falling flat on his face before staggering upward before making a dash away. "That was entertainment for the day."

Having confirmed that the ticket was real the Piratit broke off what she needed off handing the remainder back to him. "Ah cold have handle T'at Bilge myself."

"Of that I have no doubt," Turning back her he accepted the stub confirming his status as a passenger. "I was simply tired of waiting." Kicking up the stand he pushed his bike up onto the ramp.

"there's a motorbike locking station about midways up."

Saluting her he walked his bike up the ramp the rest of the way up. "Thanks for the information." It wasn't long before he found the bike station. As he looked at the four other bikes on the rack he noticed that the second one had a familiar bike helmet. "Skull's here."

Reaching over he spreading the netting holding the helmet in place holding it up to eye level. "Who are you?" Spinning the helmet in his finger he looked inside notice some alteration had been made to helmet. "Voice alteration speaker and microphone. A receiver but, no transmitter. The padding has been reinforced with Kevlar." Hearing the distinct sound of an old antigrav engine he quickly slipped the helmet back into the netting.

Out of the corner of his eye he watched as the Chevy truck pulled into a parking position. The driver getting out and pulling up a pair clamps to hold the truck in place. See as the driver had no interest in him Derek made he up the metal stares onto the deck.

"Oh don't be shy," Kenji knelled down onto the wooden paneling looking at young girl easily six or seven. Reaching up he took his fingers hooking his mouth on either side forcibly making a smile. "See I'm not scary.."

It was there that Derek saw Kenji who was dressed in white slacks, a long sleeve black button up shirt, and a white vest with a camera hanging from his neck. A family was standing in front of Kenji a pet owner by the looks of things. It was then that the little girl notice Derek who put his finger to his lips she nodded. Sneaking up on Kenji, who was still trying to make funny faces, he quickly grabbed the edge of his underpants and yoinked on them. "Hello Kenji!"

The little girl giggled and while he was in special kind of pain Kenji managed to take a snap shot of her. Looking up he smiled at the parents standing up. "If you'll give me a moment." Rewinding the film he popped open the camera. "Just take this to one of pharmacies and they'll develop them for you." Popping out the film he handed it over.

The father of the family unit accepted the roll of film. "Thanks, Are you sure you don't want anything for the photos?"

Kenji shook his head. "I'm Just happy to be of help." He turned his head slightly looking back at Derek who was grinning ear to ear. "As to you, stand still." As he spoke he loading another roll of film into the camera.

"Do you really think ," He pulled the beret down avoiding getting flashed in the face by the camera. "I'll allow you to take my picture without a fee?"

Kenji raised an eyebrow walking toward Derek not pulling his underwear back to where they belonged no matter how much of wedgie it was. "You can't be serious can you."

"no, Not really." He tipped up his cap up with a cocky grin only to get flashed by a bulb from below. Now seeing stars he grabbed Kenji by the shirt. "When I can see clearly again I'm throwing you overboard."

"I'm pretty sure you probably did something to deserve it Greymore,"

As soon as he heard those words Derek twitched and his body locked up in annoyance. Seeing the fake smile rolling onto his face Kenji leaned sideways to find out what could cause such body language. Derek slowly twisted around trying not look to stiff while doing it. The both of them Kenji and Derek saw the creature that haunted Greymore's nightmares.

Richie smiled at Derek. "Wow, look at you Derek Greymore you actually did something you said you would never do at all."

Derek's right eye twitched as he looked at the creature before him. "Richie, the hometown town hero. Yes, I became a tamer that lecture you gave the senior class really convinced me."

"Sarcasm aside," Richie placed his hands in his pockets. "I'm glad to see somebody from home out on the road."

"So," Kenji raised his camera focusing the lens on the pair. "Last I'd heard you where running through the WAPL regions?"

Richie grinned draping his arm across Derek's shoulders giving a peace sign allowing picture be taken. "actually I'm back for holidays first I have pick up a few things for the girls and my family then I'm heading back to the old stomping grounds." He nudged Derek. "So what you going to do for the holidays?"

Annoyed with having his picture even taken in the same place as Richie he pulled away. "For your information I've got some friends that I'll be staying with." Looking over the railing he watched as the water began to churn. "Nobody should be alone this time of year not even people who don't have any family left."

Putting his camera down Kenji placed his back against the railing looking up. "One of the better things about being a tamer is that you're never alone. As much as there can be infighting, pouting, and dare I say it bad attitudes you're really never alone."

"Yep," Putting his hands on the very same railing Richie whistled. "As long as you have a roof over your head, be that roof a tarp or canopy, and a someone to share a meal with."

"damn Idealist."

"No matter what you say Derek you're an idealist at heart not a pessimist."

Feeling outnumbered Derek by the so called idealist he shook his head. "Gods help me," He didn't look at the pair as he watched the waters below. "So Richie are you harem master now or are you still working your way up to it."

"not really I don't think I've earned it yet. Still have my girls Rose, Zippo, and Poppy evolved. Oh I managed to do the near impossible while in Ruby and caught a Unicorn. Also got a Kunoichi there in Ruby too."

Both Derek and Kenji perked up with when they heard that though only the latter spoke up. "well isn't that interesting. Anywhere else interesting you might visited?"

Richie reached back nervously rubbing the back of his head. "guess I've said to much. So Derek what about you what you got in your harem?"

"I'm not legal obliged to inform you what girls are in my harem without either an official warrant or we go into a salvage battle with the prize declared and even then only the girls we have on hand are available."

"Sounds like you spent," A wide grin spread across Richie's face he had to bight his finger to keep from laughing. "oh my, you didn't. You did I hope you went about it legally considering that you just quoted law to me."

Derek leaned down grumbling again. "I deputized, it was the only way."

Kenji laughed out right. "Your cop? That's hard to believe."

"Closer to being an intern. I can legally confront a team group make an arrest but, I can't carry firearm." He whispered to himself. "Not that I need one."

"What was that?"

"Guess I'm not the only hometown hero on this boat."

"Class D tamer rules still apply to me. I still have to legally accept tamer challenges I can also issue one as a class D. Good news is that she can't be placed up for salvage though the league or more accurate the depart can still remove her from procession. Also I must keep her on or near my person at all times which isn't a problem for me. If she's performing duties for the depart or league she can leave my person as long as she is wearing an anticapture collar. Though the department also has her chipped so only her ball works on her."

"Wow you really know your legal obligations."

"Oh Richie, I'm rather attached to her and the rest of my harem. I actively avoid tamer battles just so I can't risk loosing one of them because of my stupidity. So yes I studied the damn law as stupid as they maybe, I studied them." Wringing his hands on the railing he looked at Richie. "I know I get it the leagues don't want some punk horny teenager or some mad man creating there own little terrorist cell then again what good does it do them? There'll always be some monster out there wanting power hell look at Gendo, after the incident in Virdick he was charged with conspiracy to commit terrorism, trust me that was just a slap on the wrist."

"Can't say I disagree." Richie stepped back looking down bow and stern of the vessel watching as the naval cadets on leave made there rounds. "I knew there was something about that Gym the unnerved me. I just can't remember."

Derek knew that look he'd seen it before like trying to remember a long lost memory from someplace far away. A person could get lost trying find those memories. "So Richie why don't you see if they have battle field."

The glazed look on Richie's face quickly disappeared replaced by his normal smiling, cheeky self. "Sure thing then I want to know how your harem's doing."

Groaning more to himself Derek rolled his eyes. "Sure, maybe latter."

"I'll hold you to it."

Kenji watched using the focus of his camera he snapped a picture. "I've heard the stories, things happened in the Virdick gym. Even Professor Stroak's grandson gets this distant look in his eye when he talks about when he challenged the gym."

"In this case," Derek put his hands in his pockets tapping his foot against the railing. "I think it's best to let sleeping dogs lay."

Kenji aimed his camera at Derek. "You always seem to know more about what's going on then you let on."

"this isn't your business," He looked directly into the lens of the camera. "I can speak to former but the latter I can only guess. I would be willing to bet it was someone whose got a long memory and as grudge just as long."

"you won't comment on the first, yet on the second you think Lugiass? You can't be serious."

"It's just idle speculation on my part." Looking back a forth across the deck. "Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to disappear before the nightmare returns."

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The lights of the ferry's car carrier section flowed down on a trio. "now you better be truthful or I'm letting Hexeba have you again. You know she's less forgiving than I am."

The one in the lead of the trio folded her small leathery wing against her back. "Screw Hexeba and the pony she road in on," She shivered as the man touched her collar bone, by the end of the night she'd need a shower.

"Come now, your already half feral and you won't let me touch you," The man leaned in smelling her hair. A gold chain dangled from his neck the stylize letter HP. "At least not willingly," He snapped his teeth causing her skin to crawl. "Then again, I can wait Valeria von Grey."

Rubbing her thumb and middle finger together Valeria tried to not look at the pair. "I'd know better than anyone if he was alive or dead. I'm tied by blood magic to the family when one of them dies I'd know it."

The man looked back at there final compatriot. "Wouldn't be interesting if we reported this in. That zero one is alive and zero two is in the same location? We just might get to test the limits of your functionality compared to the prototypes." Only a pair of reds eyes flashed back at him before he looked at Valeria.

"I need you to weave a spell, you good at that am I right."

"I can weave the spell you want," She looked back at him. "I hope they kill you."

"Oh little Imp, When we're done." He ran his fingers through her hair before jerking it back. "You will be a whore belonging to Shocker. Being an imp we'll pick you apart on genetic level."

Squirming in pain she wretched her hair free. "just so you know," She raised her hands and began to weave the necessary sigils. "You ran when you saw him, and now when they're both here they will chew you up and spit you out."

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No one really noticed as the invisible threads curled around the ship any magic user would notice though. Unfortunately for most on board the league itself was wary of those who could wield such forces. Now that very paranoid line of thinking was working against them.

First symptom was a mild weight on there shoulders as they had been on there feet to long. The second came as that weight came to over come there eyes. The final symptom came as people where compelled to step away from what might be hazards and crumple into heaps.

That was only the beginning of the troubles as several figures rose up out of the waters. Rapidly they drifted on either side of the ferry matching it's speed. Exploding out from waters several hooks ascended and grappled on. With precision that would match that of the military the climbed onto the ship and swiftly started there work.

Some of them split off slipping into the lower decks making there way into the engine section turning it off. Another group began to gather the passengers splitting those who where human and those who weren't including the children. Final group secured the ferry's crew locking them into the captains quarters . All the while none where aware of it none but the few that where unaffected by the spell among those where two.

One of the those two was Derek and he was annoyed as he walked toward two of the figures that had finally noticed him. In basic shape they looked human covered in synthetic body armor with helmets with ribs painted on the body and a skull on the helmet. The two of them dropped the Lupina they had been dragging before dashing at him.

Derek kept his steps measured and visibly calm as the pair dashed toward him. Once they got within his range he snapped his right leg up catching one of them in jaw. Even as it's partner fell back the other one didn't tackling Derek to ground. Moving with the flow of combat he went with the tackle rolling back using the roll to kick his attacker off.

Now free of his attacker while he recovered he measured up his opponents. "No grunts of pain, quick recovery time, single mindedness." He stepped back smashing his elbow into the fire glass. Reaching into the fire safety station he pulled out the fire axe. "I got the feeling that I'm going ripping into cardboard." He twirled the axe waiting for his opponents to make there move.

The first one to make the move was one on the right charging at inhuman speeds only to catch the axe to the chin. Derek barely noticed that a bluish clear substance with the viscosity of gel leaked onto the edge of the blade. The other one wasted no time when the other charged to join the fray only to take it the chest from the spike on opposite side of the axe. "Your both far to slow."

Jerking the axe out of the Cyborg he spun it around his back smashing it blade first into the face of the target. Keeping his grip on the axe he kicked the doll away pulling it free and using momentum he used his weapon to remove the head from the doll's whose chin he had destroyed. Shouldering the weapon he watched the two Cyborgs fall. "Full machines, Not a single organic component." As he spoke three more of the dolls came marching down the corridor. "Well today is going to be a red letter day."

The other person who remained conscious was none other than Kenji who, unlike Derek who was taking the direct approach, took the stealth approach. Having checked his girls he found that all of them had been rendered unconscious so he made his way into ships galley. The galley was small only slightly larger than a home kitchen not really designed for servicing a large passenger population though it did a serviceable job.

That serviceable job suited his needs just fine as he grabbed a set of kitchen knives. He set a knife in each boot easily pulled if he needed it. Taking one of the smaller knifes he hid it inside his vest pocket keeping it out of view. Sliding up his left sleeve up he revealed a spring loaded mechanism which he inserted another knife before sliding his sleeve back down again.

When he heard the latch of the emergency door opening he quickly sprung into action grabbing the edge of the cabinet he climbed up. Making his way up he hid himself in between the welds using his hands and feet to brace himself.

They came in three of them all of them identical beginning a search pattern. He knew what they where called considering he based one of his identities around them. They where called skull androids or simply skullriods, they came by there name in large part because of the skeleton paint job. Another reason they where called such was because under those helmets there cybernetic processors where incased in a metallic skull. Not the most intelligent of machines they where the primary foot soldiers of the team group.

Seeing his chance Kenji dropped down deploying the knife that he had loaded onto the spring. His movements silent and swift he grabbed the back most droid rapidly jamming the knife into important areas. The first stab removed its ability to move it's legs forcibly locking them up this led directly into the second stab. The second stab was much high up on the processing column directly threw the vocal processor removing it's ability to warn others. The third and forth stabs slipped under what could be considered the shoulder blades serving the motor relays in the arms. The final stab was the fatal blow as he drove the knife threw the helmet into the central processor snapping the blade off.

It was the sound of the blade snapping off that the finally caught the attention of the other two droids who quickly shifted potions now facing there deadlocked twin. Kenji pushed the droid over pulling out the knives in his boots twirling them in his palms. "So you finally noticed me, go ahead transmit my location by the time they arrive I'll be gone."

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The upper deck of the ferry had been cleared the reinforced battlefield prepared for any and all comers. Only three remained, the first of which looked like a more slender version of the skullriods wearing a pair of white gloves and matching boots tipped in steel. Across its upper torso where bleach white ribs leading up into a face that looked like bleach white skull with glowing red eyes. "Hopper zero one is tearing a path through the aft deck. Hopper zero two is also ghosting from the fore. Both are making there way here."

"Excellent commander." Now that he was in the clear light of day he was revealed as tall easily in the six foot tall. Draped across his broad shoulders was a long red jacket, on top of his head rested a matching red naval cap. The gold necklace rested on his ripped chest a set of claw scar marks across his stomach. "Now draw them here."

Valeria rubbed the back of her hand having already turned toward the aft deck before the machine had even announced zero one's location she had been facing the rear of the ship. Part of her was thrilled to have him so near to finally be united with another Greymore. Another part of her was worried that he was going to get himself killed. Problem was that the Greymore family had tendency to throw themselves into dangerous situations.

Which is why she was weaving another spell being a first generation product of Vale had it's advantages. Contrary to what was available in the public data net Imp's of the first production line not where that sensual they where capable spell casters in there own right. Unfortunately it was that very spell casting ability that ended the first run as that generation was uncomfortable so shortly after the war. Being the pathogenic daughter of that first run had it's advantages.

The commander eyes glowed as it sent and received information in real time. "All units pulling back." It's head quickly turned ninety degrees it's body stepping back as the door coming from the fore exploded . Bouncing across the deck came one of the drones parts of it breaking off creating a trails of wood, glass, and cybernetics.

Flicking his wrist Skull popped open the grenade launcher popping in another shell. "Sorry about the mess." He closed the launcher. "It caught me putting my pants on."

"mocking tone not appreciated."

Skull shouldered his weapon. "And here I thought it was because I designed my outfit to imitate the skull androids. Is that you Isaiah? Still Tiger's ass monkey?"

Isaiah ran his fingers through Valeria's hair. "It's been far to long Skull," He jerked on her hair forcing her to look at him. "You might as well drop in zero one or I'm going to break this bitches neck."

"what," Derek tossed a pair of skullroids over the edge of the railing on upper deck. "It's not like this party didn't have trap written all over it." Jumping over the railing he dropped down beside Isaiah. "Cut her loose and I'm sure we can call it a day."

The remaining skull androids quickly climbed onto the deck forming into barriers preventing Skull and Derek from the leaving. "Your lives are forfeit your remains will be recycled. Any and all property will be confiscated for the glory of Shocker."

Derek walked to the center of the arena standing with his shoulder next to Skull both facing in the opposite direction. "So skull am I going to see what's under that helmet? I'm hoping it's not some robotic skull like the rest of these scrap heads."

"I think the commander type is trying to scare us into surrender." Skull reached back pulling an Edo style short sword from its scabbard on his back. "If my weapon specialist where conscious she wouldn't have let it speak."

"You can have it," Derek glanced back at Isaiah who had lifted Valeria off her feet by the hair on her head. "He's mine."

Isaiah grinned as he licked her cheek. "Do you now how hard it is to brake in a an unwell whore when cycles don't work on her as long as a male in heir still lives." Isaiah smirked. "Do you know one of the major flaws in our reconstruction? Because we're more machine than organic now any inherit magical talent we may have had drops to zero. So magic types come at a premium for us and this ball of magic energy when properly broke in,"

No one had time to react as Hopper one delivered a snap kick to Isaiah's face sending him tumbling over the edge of the deck. "Skull, the peons are yours." While he didn't spare a look for her he spoke to her. "How long will it take you to undo the spell."

Valeria took slow controlled breathe like she was trying to stay sane. "I'm, crashing, he, was right, I am half feral." She looked up at him. "Kick his ass."

Hopper one nodded before jumping over the edge landing just below where he caused Isaiah to impact. Sliding down the raised ramp into the carrier area he found him a feet away holding his face blood dripping down his chin. "I hope I shattered your nose or jaw."

Isaiah growled removing his hand spitting out a glob of spit mixed with blood and tooth. "You know I must have hit a berserk button." Taking one of his hands he placed it on the hood of a antigravity truck. His fingers dug into the metal bending it as his muscles bulged turning a dull gray tint coming into his skin. The belt holding his coat and balls stretched and snapped as his waist line expanded. "Oh yes I read your profile."

Hopper one didn't stand idly as Isaiah transformed pushing his legs he drove his fist into his still transforming face. He watched as Isaiah stumbled back still holding the hood of the truck tearing it off he watched as triangular teeth fell out. "I learned from last time." back handing the window of truck's door he shattered he glass before tearing it off.

Shark was dazed even before the he heard the door smashing into his head which thankful for him was hard enough to withstand the impact. "This is getting annoying. Do you know what happens when one of us take critical damage to out systems?"

"yes," Shark had just enough time to look up as the door came smashing down again the metal tearing in half. "You see," He grabbed Shark by the shoulders before tossing him over his head and into the engine block of the of the truck. "One of my girls told me about the fail safe." Bringing his foot down on a release the locks holding the truck down disengaged. "All shocker altered humans when they are completed have explosives installed." Taking his hand he grabbed the dazed shark by the throat squeezing till something snapped and squeezed all the tighter. He could hear shark gurgle unintelligently as he used shark like a collar to pull the truck. "Send my best wishes to Osiris when you see him." using his fist Hopper one activated the switch lowering the ramp. Releasing his grip on Shark's throat he stepped back raising his leg before bringing it down full force buckling Shark's head in an unnatural angle.

Pushing the truck off the ramp he turned his back as the water exploded upwards before water and pieces of scrap metal rained down. Looking up he noticed that the license plate of the truck had been blown into the ceiling the letter LUV MCHN visible. He couldn't help it he broke into a laugh.

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Kenji sat somewhat disappointed holding the shattered remains of his helmet again. "Looks like I have to get a new one." From his pile of scrap created from the skull androids he pulled out his Edo short sword from the head of the skull commander. Taking rag he cleaned the weapon before sheathing it. "Oh I can't stand it, you can come up here."

Derek took a deep breathe as he climbed up into view. "So your skull?"

"what can I say," Kenji picked up the skull commanders head looking it over. "You aren't the only one who has issues with Team Shocker. You do know that Shocker is actually an acronym. It stands for Sacred Hegemony of Cycle Kindred Evolutionary Realm. Personally I think they just came up with it just so it could spell out Shocker."

"How long."

"Seven years," He polished the top of the commander's head. "Oh you mean how long have I been screwing with them? Just under a year. Like you I'm product of the there human alteration project. They even used similar base line genetic material. In our case they used grasshopper slicing giving you superb leg strength and for me the upper body. Like you they never finished the mental conditioning on me nor installed the fail safe."

"Dumbass." Derek walked right past Kenji and his pile of machines before kneeling beside Valeria. "I wasn't ask about you." Taking his hands he slid them under her unconscious form lifting her up. "Nor do I need your life's story. I was asking how long she's been out."

Kenj laughed. "Some how I'm not surprised," He chucked the commanders head off the edge of the ferry. "She passed out after undoing the sleep spell so everyone should be waking up soon." He looked an saw shark's belt hanging off his shoulder. "What are you going to do with them?"

"I have bad habit of taking Shocker's cast offs." Unhooking two of the balls of the four he tossed them to Kenji. "what I do with them is up to them."

Catching the two balls easily Kenji tucked them away on his person. "You don't see them as Property or Animals do you."

Derek shook his head walking away from Kenji back the way he came. "Don't get me wrong, they're not property or animals. I don't take this lightly though they are weapons but, they're also people with personality."

"Funny way to look at things. Not surprising though" Kenji laughed as he watched Derek turn around flip him off and walk down the ramp. "Looks like we're not going to be talking anytime soon, not that I blame him I did."

A/N: Thus ends the Hopper I Arc of the story next chapter starts the Kenji arc. Don't worry we'll be seeing Derek again though it won't be for some time.