Fire, fire surrounded him on all sides as he stumbled around trying desperately to escape. A roof support beam dropped causing the old Edo style roof to collapse in front of him causing him to fall backward. The floor was hot though not as hot as the burning framework around him. That didn't scare him as much as the feathers, peacock feathers that where swirling around. Looking up he saw a man standing on the burning roof holding his hand over his right eye blood dripping between his white gloved fingers. He was dressed in bright purple jacket the collar and sleeves decorated in peacock feathers. "Shall I make you see the true god of this world?"
He was blinded by light as his eyes strained to focus his entire body feeling like a hundreds of needles and heave as lead. As his eyes adjusted to the light he could see mechanical arms rapidly moving around him each time one moved he felt like something stung him. It was what he saw in the reflective surface between the lights as metal and flesh where weaved together. Part of his mind seem disconnected as the belt was fused to the body in the reflection.
"He's the inverse of the prototype in terms of combat ability, Upper body strength to the prototypes lower body strength."
"once he reaches the ideal physical age the cybernetics will become fully functional."
The voices they where come from all around him why wouldn't his eyes move from the horror above him?
"It will be two weeks in the incubation while his body repairs the external tissue damage. The fire burned a portion of his skin."
"No matter once the grafting is complete the cybernetics will repair both the surgical damage and the fire damage."
Then it sunk in the horror above him, the voices around him, it was him. They where talking about him and the thing he saw in the reflection was him. He tried to scream he really did but, it didn't do him any good.
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"Love, me like I know you do! Love me like I know you do!" The radio blared out as the clock struck seven AM.
A hand reached out from under the covers searching for the clock before ball up into a fist and smashing the clock. That morning ritual done the hand reached up pulling the covers from his face Kenji glared up at the ceiling as he rolled over in his futon. Looking out of screen mesh he could already see some of the house maids working the gardens. "Damn nightmare."
Kicking his covers off he revealed his various tattoo's on his chest and back. Scratching his chin he finally sat up and took a moment to offer prayers to his ancestors. Sliding his house slippers on he adjusted the string on his pajama bottoms. "I hate mornings." Reach over he pulled the string pulling the screen up once it was fully up he waved at the maids tying it off. Pulling open the drawer he took out a camera and aimed it at the gardens and snapped a photo.
As he walked along it was hard to believe that the entire estate had once been burnt to the ground. After a short time he finally made his way into the family dining room and found the so called lord of the house eating. "Hello papa."
Sasuke Yomato sat his bowl of rice on the table looking over at his wife who nodded. "Do you know what day it is."
Kenji looked at him in his one good eye and almost winced. Not because of pain but, because of guilt. "No, is it the day you throw me flat on my ass." It was method of deflection if anything else to see I he could get a rise out of the old man.
Unfortunately the one who rose to the occasion wasn't his father it was his mother, Midori. "Now Kenji you could always come work with us on one of your fathers businesses." From anyone else this might have been and offer of kindness. From Midori it was veiled threat that if you didn't bring it in line there was a punishment coming.
If it had been anyone else who had used that tone of voice with him Kenji would have looked at them like a bug on the window. This was the in her own words the woman who carried him in her womb for nine months and he was going to by the kami listen. "Yes mother, I apologize for my sarcasm. I am unaware of the days date."
"Then it is good I am here." The temperature of the room dropped five degrees as she entered the room. Every step she took was a study in grace and sensuality as her kimono clung tightly to her swollen stomach. Easing herself she sat beside Sasuke without missing a beat filling his cup. "Today is the morning of Sadie's pokens."
It was hard not to be in awe of the trio as Kenji watched them interact like a well oiled machine. As his father once called it Midori and Genki where his swords. Midori was the overall head of the women in the house being called his father's wife. Genki who sat on his fathers left was in charge of the day to day aspects of the household which was even more impressive considering she was five months pregnant. "I had not realized it was that time of year."
Sasuke swirled his tea in it's cup. "Since you've attained your tamer license last month and have yet to attain a starter." he put his cup down looking from his one good eye. "As according to you the local ranch currently is out of stock."
Midori nodded in agreement picking up her bowl of rice. "As such we've made arrangements with family friends in fight city."
Kenji didn't like where this was going as he watched his parents. "I see may I ask what arrangement those are?"
Genki nodded. "I am to assume that you will want to attend so I've had the house maids prepare something for you which has been delivered to your room. As for the arrangements we've made you'll find that her ball already in your box at the event."
Kenji understood, even he had to admit he'd been stalling afraid of what might happen if he'd walked out of the safety of his home. Considering what was done to him even with his training with his mother he was afraid he'd hurt someone. He half smiled his thumb rolling over the trigger of the camera thinking maybe it was time. "Okay, do I have to leave now?"
"Not before you eat." Midori slurped her noodles. "You will have to eat a hearty meal before you leave."
Kenji quickly went to put himself together a breakfast special. As he ate he couldn't really thinking of how a twentieth century family even worked. Sure he had saw hints of it with so called purebloods that his father worked with but, it was rather pathetic in his eyes. While most of those dealings where largely aboveboard sometimes men his father worked with got bored with there wives so his father helped. That meant favors which his father wasn't afraid to call in when necessary.
Most of the businesses his family ran where largely legal including a small fleet of fishing and shrimping boats. A trio of cruise liners which sailed the islands around the Indigo league providing a suitable vacation destination. A group of farms which produce forty percent of Indigo league's produce including peaches, apples, corn, wheat and his personal favorite tomatoes as well as a few other crops. They also worked in the textile industry with there only real competitors being the Tenoh and Giovanni families though the latter was currently in holding while Gendo served out a five year sentence. They where also one of the commercial sponsors of the league championships. With working bottling, and canning plants which shipped all over the league and outside of it.
The less than legal businesses included a smattering of discrete brothels which provided access to rare and hard to find girls. His family also provided services that made people disappear forever for the right price of course. Information was also a service provided if the buyer was willing to pay the price though most of the best information was kept in the archives. They also had a roving casino which was never in the same place twice. Though none of these could even be traced back to the family for various reason as the head of the house never knew the details as they where all run through pokegirls who if caught mysteriously where run threw level five before they talked.
Though with the above in mind most would think they didn't have a very good relationship with the law, that wasn't true. They actually had a ranch that specialized in breeding the Jenny and Growlie breeds disturbing them to various law enforcement agencies. They where also the leading breeders in the Indigo league of the Jane. The family also was helped root out many of the team groups within the Indigo league though they where still having trouble with the larger groups. They actually provided the law enforcement agency with any information they needed for free.
All of this made the family one of the most powerful in the league though they maintained close ties with there homeland in the Edo league. As a family they moved to the Indigo league in early 90 AS, as refugees from mainland Edo.
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In the hour it took for him to take a care of his bodily functions and deal with other things like going out to the garden picking a tomato he finally made his way to his room. Taking some salt he applied it to the tomato before taking a bite and looking at the work done.
The room looked cleaner than it did under his care the posters for his favorite bands had been neatly taken down and rolled up placed in sleeves. The posters for the international league championship had also been taken down rolled up as well. His futon and dirty sheets where taken away to be cleaned in there place was all the gear he needed for a long trip. All of his camera equipment had also been laid out neatly from lenses to a stand that he could lock his camera on. Folded neatly on his dresser where several sets of clothes durable enough for travel though that's not what drew his eyes.
Set against the wall was a set of leathers, thick enough to offer protection from nothing short of most hand held weapons. Those very same leathers where flexible enough to move in and had plenty of places to hide weapons. The only portion of the leathers that would not cover his body was just below his chin though he had something else to cover it. In the held out hands of the mannequin was a black helmet painted with a skull.
Reaching out he took the helmet in his hands smiling as he did so. "Mom made a wonderful choice for the design." Feeling the weight of the helmet in his hands he spun it around. "I fully intend to mock them at every turn."
Putting the helmet back in the mannequin's hands he searched it and found something else he'd been searching for. Unbuckling the a strap on the leathers he pulled the bullwhip free his fingers tracing its edge. His fingers traced the folds of the leather remembering each one fondly drawn from the finest and most durable hide. Looking out of the corner of his eye he saw that his clock had been replaced as well as properly set. "I'm already late."
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His nostrils flared as he walked around the various stalls and booths. To him it was a rich mixture of smells including sweets, warm sweaty bodies rubbing together, the stink of over used porta-potties , and best of all refuse. Standing over a dumpster he reached in taking a half eaten candied apple peeling off the caramel tissue paper. Why pay for food when you could just get it for free by digging for it, using his sharp nail he carved the last piece of tissue paper off. Bighting down on the candied apple he began to weave into and out of the sadie pokens celebration.
He was dressed in a long ratty jacket which for most would be to warm for the current weather. Under the coat he wore an even dirtier sweater and pants which looked like they had been dug out of the trash. On his head he wore a grease soaked head wrap on his feet his shoes wear just as badly off. If it weren't for the thickness of the crowds would give him a wide birth the stink of his body repulsive.
As he walked he found himself falling in behind a pair of the rather lovely ladies. Seeing the pair of prizes the first he noticed was wearing a cherry leotard a hole cut out for a fluffy white tail with cufflinks. The second beautiful prize was dressed in leather that accented her body a short gladius sword on her hip. It was a risk though in his mind worth it tossing aside his candy apple he reached pinching there rears.
The two girls whirled around the leather clad one having half drawn her sword only to find that he had already walked away. In his mind it was there own damn fault or dressing the way they did already he had left a string of victims of his molestations. More than one girl had suddenly found that her skin was crawling after he had touched them.
Walking between the building he used the claw like fingernail to dig into the epoxy and plaster easily sinking into the concrete. As he once again came out into the open he could see the large temporary tent that had been set up. Inside he knew there where boxes and as the days would drag on those boxes would be filled with balls that would soon hold pokegirls. Thinking about that caused him to lick his lips in anticipation using his finger to flick off a piece of plaster.
One by one he watched as tamers and would be tamers registered there indexing devices at the end of the day they would return for there boxes. Though if he would get involved they would find those very boxes empty of all contents. Then he arrived wearing white dress pants, button up dark red satin dress shirt, an unbuttoned white vest, around his neck was high quality camera on top of a leather whip. His mere appearance changed things causing him to hiss. "Fuck, fuckette fuck!"
Kenji whistled as he waited for his pokedex to becomes registered he knew it would be a short process mostly because how tedious the job was. A uniformed officer was sitting at a folding table in front of a terminal a USB cable hooked into the device. To the officers right was a Jenny who had done up her hair in a bun filing some paperwork into a cabinet. The officer rubbed his eyes looking up to Kenji a worn down look in his eyes. "Looks like you have a league voucher good at any ranch. For one common to uncommon girl. Starting tamers licesne so, I got to ask are expecting to get whole bunch girls right off?"
"Not really considering my tamer rank." Kenji shrugged. "Just figured since I live near by I'd come and check things out. "
"Alright," The officer typed in a few keys causing a small printer to activate. "Now just a bit of legal, at the end the day you check in using this bracelet." The Joy to the officers right pulled said bracelet a barcode printed on it snapping it on his wrist. "your box number is printed on the under the barcode which to open your box has to be scanned. Yours aloud to keep up to eight girls two temporary storage any extras you may receive must be turned in to the on duty officer you may select which ones you keep. IF you do not check in by midnight tonight all girls in your box will confiscated for use by the league as they see fit. You may not attempt to capture any girls while until midnight tonight at approximately 12:15 PM any girls that have not been boxed are up for grabs. You can rent temporary footlocker at the Center to store you r gear. Have you heard and understood what I have stated?"
Kenji nodded. "I have."
"Then welcome to the Dogpatch village Annual Sadie Pokens day celebration." The officer yawned before taking a swig of his coffee. "Have a nice day."
Kenji yawned picking up his pack from the ground. "Same to you." As he turned he winked at the Jenny causing her to blush. Making a quick stop at the center he rented a locker stowing his gear, now with nothing better to do he began to walk around the festivities taking mild interest in the girls as he walked around.
As he walked around Kenji found himself draw to the sounds of cheers which eventually lead him to a large crowd. Most of the crowd of course was of the hot blooded male variety most of them close to his age though some of them where much calmer they where older and clearly veterans though they weren't above a whistle or to themselves. Intermingled in this group females of almost every type also cheering names among them they where shouting Matilda though some cheered Beefcake.
As he curled his way through the crowd he eventual found himself pressed against a hastily constructed corral with six sides. What he saw in the corral nearly made him snort as child with a shaggy brown ears and tail had a much older Minotaura in a figure four leg lock. The absurdity of it struck home when the little girl with an older woman's voice called for the one called beefcake to tap.
"It's a chibi!" Just to make sure his guess was right he pulled out his 'dex plugging in a ear bloom. Flicking open the device his thumb scrolled into the settings the audio playing directly into his ear bloom. He wasn't surprised when the device confirmed that the girl in question was a chibi template Mudpuppy more data being fed into his ear as he tilted the device scanning the crowd.
The bovine pokegirl dug her fingers into the mud pulling her inch by inch toward the edge of the corral. The Small dog girl wasn't about to let that happen and locked the submission hold in tighter her small frame making it harder to escape. Taking his eyes off of the mud wrestling match Kenji spotted a small raised platform with a pair of water types marking on a chalk board. Standing in the middle of the platform just in front of the board was man with a graying beard and not a hair on his head. "My Matilda will take any comer! Take on the beast of Prussian Glory!"
"Make her tap Matilda!"
Turning his head Kenji watched as a girl pounded her fist on a wooden plank that acted as the corral's egde. She was dressed simply in a cotton halter-top letting her beautiful rainbow color butterfly wing move freely, on her hips she wore a pair of orange cargo pants pulled down enough in the back to reveal the crack of her ass and a caramel rabbits tail. Then as his gaze drifted upward and noticed that in place of human ears she had those of a rabbit one of which was a dark brown while the other was the same color as her tail both of them pierced at the tips.
At first he had thought she was G-splice which would make her a extremely rare girl something a good portion of tamers wouldn't give up. While technically speaking a sadie poken's was a chance for girls to pick there tamer it took a license to own a splice making them something of unofficially banned girl not mention not all splices where mentally stable. With just a simple twist of his wrist he confirmed she wasn't a splice at all though she was still a very rare girl.
Focusing once again on the wrestling match and noted that the minotaura had lost and was taking an unceremonious bath by a Dalamation. The chibi was now was sizing up her next challenger which according to his 'dex was an Amazon and from the lack of weapons as well as how to she moved was a chan. "Some match," As he continued to watch he noted that the chibi was moving easily threw the muck while it took some effort for the Amazon to pull her boots out of the mud.
"Oh yeah!" The girl unconsciously fluttered her wings grinning. "Matilda got this in the bag. Not only does she got the environment she's also got lower center of gravity." The amazon pulled her arm back curling her hand into a fist. "Also," As she brought her fist down it ignited into a flame smashing it into the ground rapidly drying it only for the chibi to coat herself in it. "She has," Now coated in mud she began lashing out at the amazon. "experience."
Seeing the girl getting so excited about the match he couldn't help but, smile taking aim with his 'dex using it to take a picture. Out of the corner of his eye he could see that the chibi slammed a compressed ball of mud into the amazon's chest with the force of a cannon ball. He noted that if a human had taken that at a minimum it would have shattered bone at worst killed. Sliding his indexing device into a pocket he wondered if any of the other humans realized how much force a pokegirl could deliver. He half chuckled to himself. "I'm one to talk."
The girl looked at him as he stood contemplating to her it looked like the universe her wings fluttering. "Talk about what?"
"Ah nothing," He half looked her smiling at her causing a bright blush to appear on her cheeks. "From the ruins of old world to the power wielded by pokegirls. These are the dangers that we have to live with among the foolish and the dangerous."
"that's so!" The girl tackled him into a hug. "Beautiful!"
Kenji could only laugh as the girl latched onto him. "haha that's okay I don't normally have deep thoughts." It was in that moment he noticed some soft mewling and a sudden increase of weight to his leg. Looking down he saw small figure latched onto his right leg much how the Zodiac was on his arm. "I seem to have grown a feline tumor."
The child giggled as he gave a mock roar and started to pull his way out of the crowd which wasn't hard considering those that where around him had decided he was some type of freak. "You make funny noises!"
He laughed as he tried to walk with the pair still attached. "Does this little ginger tumor belong to anybody!" Reaching down he playfully rubbed her on the head.
The small child mewled as her hair was ruffled. "I not a tumor!" Her short stubby tail bristled as she tightened her grip.
"Kristine Constance Chapel!" Upon hearing that voice and it's stern tone the child immediately let go. "You come over here right this instant!"
Kenji watched in mild bemusement as the sulking child ran up to another pair that where walking arm and arm. It was the eyes that struck him first each told a very different story, for the child there was innocence of youth brought into sharp focus, for the man a life a toil and sweat earned with every moment, for the woman a hardness of battle tempered with the maturity of motherhood. The man that picked up the girl seemed to have skin that had been tanned forever by the sun his own ginger hair tied into dreadlocks. His burly arms easily acting as a chair for the child even though one was currently occupied holding the woman's arm. His chest bare large and round though Kenji could see the muscle under the fat belying that man's strength. The woman that held his arm was aged like a fine wine carrying the scars of battle masking how comfortable she was in her skin, the fur covering her ears the said shade as the pony tail of hair. Five claw marks lashed across her face the scars having long since healed a chunk of her right ear bitten clean off. Kenji suspected that under her long sleeved house dress she carried more battle scars. Through all of this he saw a family a man that had once been lonely finding love with a girl that knew only battle together bringing new life and hope into the world.
Even as the mother scolded, no corrected the child and the man just happy to have her in his arms Kenji couldn't help but draw out his dex once more taking a picture.
The man walked up to Kenji as he put his dex away. "Sorry bout that this scamp," He playfully tugged on the child's cheek. "might to curious for her own good ." The child mewled unhappy about the pinch to her cheek. "Hope she wasn't to much trouble this bein sadie poken's after all."
"Not at all," He could hear the Zodiac giggle still holding his arm. "Didn't mind at all having a tumor growing off the leg. Still got one growing on my arm see." He pointed at the Zodiac still latched onto his arm though she released it indignantly.
"I'm not some tumor I just happen to find you mildly charming."
Seeing the look on her face he couldn't help but, take another picture of her wildly blushing face. "I'm full of something not sure if you could call it charm." Pocketing the 'dex again he brushed his hands clean using his vest. "Allow me to introduce myself, Kenji Yomato future pokegirl photographer and aspiring watcher."
The man laughed. "Daisuke R. Chapel," He put the child down. "Local glass craftsman this lovely woman is the mother of my child, and" He patted the pokewoman on the stomach it was then that Kenji noticed a swell. "My next child too!"
The Zodiac edged herself slowly toward the woman nervously looking up. "Can I?" The woman pursed her lips measuring the Zodiac's threat potential before nodding slowly. Attentively the Zodiac pressed her hand then her ear to the stomach of the woman. "I can, hear something."
Keeping an eye on the Zodiac the woman glanced up at Kenji. "Being watcher isn't the safest profession in the world."
"you'll have to forgive Pammy," Daisuke slid his fingers into his dreads. "She used to belong to a watcher just barely survived a Panthress attack. Why there are crazies that think those things can be brought into a harem are just asking to be slaughtered."
Kenji slid his thumbs into his pockets pursing his lips. "there is the extremely controversial and possibly illegal lockdown proceeded being used on class A bounties."
"Wha?"
Kenji chuckled lightly. "Sorry, I just read the latest scientific journals. All part of the plan really." Raising his arms e shrugged. "Anyways I've already taken to much of your time. I think I'll go gets some funnel cake and maybe some deep fried well anything."
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Sadie Poken's the lie perpetrated by the leagues to give pokegirls like her false hope that maybe one day they would get the chance to have true equality. That was doubly true for girls like her who for most of her life where considered human. Though all through her life she had the guillotine known as threshold slowly edging toward her throat.
Jordan's well manicured fingers taped idly on the bench she was sitting on. She sneered at a passing angel with her happy smile and all's right with the world look on her face. "Oh, yeah stare at the threshold." She hissed at the Angel who mouthed an apology. It didn't help she felt naked without a weapon in particular a whip. "What I wouldn't give."
"What you wouldn't give for what?"
Jordan didn't hesitate her reflexes kicking into gear she grabbed the source of voice. Her body twisted muscles tensing and relaxing doing what they remembered doing best as they used the weight of another against themselves. She didn't even look at the body on the ground as on instinct she subdued the target before finally taking a look at her. First thing she noticed was the rabbit features long ears starting where human's would be as the fluffy tail. She also took note that the girl in question was much to old to being wearing the outfit she was in. "Wonderful somebody here has a damn school girl fetish."
The bunny girl whimpered as she felt the Jordan's knees dig into her thighs. "Please don't hurt me."
"Shut up rabbit," The pain she was inflicting on the poor rabbit was mitigating how crappy the day was turning out to be. Her fingers dug into tender flesh eliciting a whimper of pain sending shiver of pleasure down Jordan's spine. "You will only speak when spoken to understand me?" She gave a twist causing another whimper from the Dust bunny.
The dust bunny whimpered indignantly nodding her head, her cheek becoming raw as it rubbed against the mulch. "y-y-yes I under,"
Jordan didn't let the rabbit girl finish as she slammed her face down into the mulch not hard enough to do any real damage only enough to inflict more pain. "I only wanted a yes or no! Now that I've made myself clear." She dug her fingers into the back Dust bunny's skull eliciting more whimpers. "YOu're going to tell me," Jordan squeezed harder making sure her point had been made clear. "Name and Breed Only."
"Kimiko," She had to sputter out the words as the woody mulch tried to enter her mouth. "D-dust Bunny."
Jordan let out a low chuckle as she twirled her fingers into Kimiko's pony tail forming into a grip. "I call kattle crap," She jerked on the hair though it looked white she could see it was a dye job. "From your features," With her free hand she ran her nails against the creatures face. "I'd say your from the former stan colligates. Likely a region that had been rich in the former Muslim religion before it was folded into the church."
She whimpered daring to ask a question. "What's a Muslim? Or a colligate?"
A twisted smile appeared on Jordan's chin as she jerked the bunny's head back. "Did I say you could ask a question?" Only when she heard the girl announce a weak affirmative did she release her grip. "Since I'm feeling somewhat gregarious to you uneducated rabbit a little history lesson. During the days leading up to the so called revenge war the Muslim countries, something akin to the leagues, where united into a loose alliance not that it helped them." She slammed Kimiko face back into the mulch. "No getting off easy."
Something gleamed in Jordan's eyes but, by then it was already to late as the edge of a Claymore was pressed to her neck. "Just because you can get off on pain doesn't mean you have to inflict it on others."
Jordan cursed under her breathe she was so busy trying to make herself feel better that she hadn't honed in on any other possible threats. "Fuck off." She glanced out of her corner of her eyes and saw a woman of Anglo-Saxon origin standing over her.
The woman turned her blade forcing Jordan to look up as to not get cut by the edge of the blade. "So says the so called stripper. I've seen more clothes on a stripped down mannequin." She tapped the flat of the blade against Jordan's chin. "Up, up, up."
Jordan growled under her breathe really wishing she had a whip at the moment at least she would have had a chance of disarming the woman. Though now that she actually looked at her she realized she wouldn't only have to take the sword but, the other weapons as well. Over top of a black halter top she was wearing a modified harness that held up her ample chest with a scabbard on the back for the sword a pair of gun holsters had been modified to hold a pair of trench knives. Holding up a pair of khaki cut off shorts was a thick chain which was weighted on one end while a thick lock held either end together. Under her arm she held a helmet made of steel and leather designed with the appearance of a skull. "Oh great as if my day couldn't get any better."
"Well I suppose for a Domina without her weapon you probably seem naked." The woman chuckled as Jordan stood freeing up the Dust bunny to stand. "run along now." She didn't bothering seeing if the rabbit girl left before twirling the blade then sheathing it.
The Dust Bunny stood up slowly putting a few feet between herself and the other two though staying relatively close. "I don't have anywhere else to go."
Jordan crossed her arms lowering her head though keeping an eye of the woman and finally noticed the tattoos four of them. The first was just above her bust line the words Victory is a side effect of strategy below it appeared to be a necklace then Jordan realized it was tattoo of a necklace centered around a amethyst jewel. "Just great a valkyrie."
The woman snorted putting her hand on Jordan's head playfully ruffling her hair. "I am what I am."
Jordan growled slapping the hand away. "Don't touch me!" Standing her full height she was still only to the woman's chest. "I will not be talked down to like some child, not by you not by anyone."
The valkyrie crossed her arms making her other tattoos visible, on her right arm was a beautiful green woman wreathed in flames the flame seemed to wrap around her just barely hiding what needed hiding. The one on her other arm looked to be a shield with words above it 'I am become death' on the shield was a representation of death surrounded by black thorns the feminine aspect of death cloaked in a gray robe wielding a scythe of harvesting. "Act like a child and you will be treated as one. Physically though You aren't a child so?"
Jordan glared up at the Valkyrie "So what?"
The valkyrie smirked finding the domina's indignant attitude somewhat amusing. "Alright then," Taking her helmet she popped it on Jordan's head before wrapping her arms her. "Why don't we get some drinks and you can tell me your story."
Jordan jerked the helmet off tempted to throw it but, she doubted getting out of the headlock would be any easier so she settled on something else. "I don't want to get gods damned drinks with you."
The valkyrie blew on her lips out. "Sorry can't hear you, a little alcohol might loosen those lips."
The Dust bunny giggle having been twirling her thumbs watching the pair. "Can I come with you?"
"Kimi baby! I got some tampera!"
The Dust bunny slowly turned her head down the lane and saw her hopeful former tamer trotting down in his ofuda holding squid on a stick. She looked back at the domina and valkyrie with a desperate look. "Please?"
Jordan finally understood the rabbit and could almost feel for her. He probably wasn't a bad tamer but, he looked to be the type to be obsessive and it was already clear he was a edophile. Looking up at the valkyrie's face it appeared to be a impassable mask. Then much to Jordan's indignity and on a certain level amusement she found herself being twisted around as the valkyrie grappled the Dust bunny. "I say, you need some lubrication too."
The edophile ran up to where the trio had been holding onto his squid on stick. "Kimiko," He looked around not finding the very girl he was looking. "Where are you Kimiko, I have a carrot in my pants." His head drooped . "I lost my rabbit."
A female tapped on his shoulder. "you really have a carrot in your pants or are you just trying to flirt?"
A grin spread across his face as he turned around and saw that the this girl was another rabbit this one actually looking distinctly Asian. One ear flopped over hiding her eye, she was dressed as a French maid he'd have to fix that though. "why don't we find a private spot to find out if I really have a carrot."
She grinned. "Sounds fun to me."
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As the day waned on there where fewer bodies walking around though that may have only been an illusion with people gathering around a quickly thrown together concert stage.
For Usagi it had been one of the best days she'd ever had since becoming a tarot then being evolved. Her previous tamer was nice enough though he was a moron and had to be carried in figurative since and sometimes literally during battles. His harem had been rotated so many times it had made her head spin to the point where she never bothered to get to know any new members. She didn't know if she could count herself lucky or not that she'd become a poke girl that nobody wanted to touch due to pedophiliac connotations. It had taken her three years most of which had been spent collecting the spirit's then finally he'd shelled out some cash for and E-medal.
That was another thing he'd been cheap not even buying anything to woo his girls. It had kind of annoyed her that while he did pay attention to any girls he had he just wasn't willing to shill out money for clothes unless absolutely necessary even for gifts. Part of that was his constant ineptitude in planning even the most sound battle strategy.
Now with it being Sadie Poken's day she was finally making it out of his harem. First thing she did upon being released was to kiss him on the forehead wish him luck with victory road. The second was indulge in her favorite pass time of watching wrestling. Now here she was sitting on a picnic table eating nachos with a new tamer. "I can't even remember the last time I had nachos!"
Kenji shrugged flicking the cap off his newly purchased cola. "what can I say you look good with junk food." With his other hand he idly swung the handle of the whip around his neck. "Wonder why she hasn't hunted me down yet."
Twirling a tortilla around the lava like cheese she grinned. "who," Taking a bite she savored the texture of the cheese, the crunch of chip, and the salty cheesy flavor. "Spirits abound I missed these."
Idly he sipped the cola the bubbles going up his nose causing him to wince. "Oh I just came here today supposed to hook up with a domina."
Usagi raised an eyebrow running another chip into the cheese sauce. "You're waiting on a Domina? Why? Not that I don't mind a little pinch and tickle, even got a Bondage bond spirit most tamers tend to be terrorfied of them. Sides they make great heels."
"I'd say it's largely because it's the equivalent of arranged marriage." He ran the handle of the whip threw his fingers admiring the feel of the leather. "There's also the fact that one of my mothers is a killer queen."
"mother's as in plural?"
He shrugged his shoulders putting his cola down on the table. "what? Sure its uncommon line of thing but, in these days of harems it's entirely possible for a child to think they have multiple mothers. I just so happen to be one of those children." He looked at her. "and that is what you latch on? Not the fact that I'm in a type of arranged marriage?"
Her butterfly wings flapped in mild annoyance. "It's no different really from what happens on a ranch. Tamer comes in purchases a girl done and done. There's also what happens when a girl like me under goes threshold. It's harder on girls like me who actually became shorter you know what it like to look like pedobait after being stacked?" She groped herself making a point. "I've only recently got these back! And I don't look like a twelve year old!"
He smirked looking her over not bothering to hide his ogling. "I'm more a leg man myself." He rubbed her thigh. "Though you not looking like a twelve year old is a bonus in my book." He nicked a chip while she was busy blushing. "Didn't we see a bouncing bunny earlier today?"
Usagi giggled as her wings slowly flapped. "Oh she was a bouncing bunny alright screaming about a carrot. I believe the words she was saying was she found the carrot." She took his cola sticking out her tongue at him before take a sip. "considering what today is I'm surprised it isn't happening more around here."
"It's not all hollow's eve this is more like a carnival." He jerked his drink back sticking out his own tongue teasing her.
"Hey don't dismiss the favorite holiday of us magic users."
"Is it the black masses or the orgies."
She leaned over and licked the lobe of his ear. "I'll have to take you to one of those so called black masses."
Reaching over his neck he looped the whip around her neck leaning in close. "Sounds like a giggle and a half." He kissed her before breaking away. "Your mouth tastes like nacho's."
"Are you complaining."
Reaching down he pulled her up onto his lap. "nope."
Only a few feet away watching the pair flirt and make-out Jordan eyed the whip that was around Usagi's neck. "Stupid, pour me another." She held up her glass as the valkyrie, whose name she had learned was Andromeda though she preferred Rommy, poured her some whiskey. "I know that's my whip I know it is." With her cup now filled she swirled the alcoholic beverage.
Andromeda laughed heartily putting the bottle down before taking a swig off her glass. "What you can't stand seeing people happy."
Kimiko twisted her glass on the table looking at the liquid before taking a swig of the maltie beverage. "I've got to get out of this skirt it's cutting into my hips." She stared at the beverage again before taking another swig. "And the panties he bought are a size to small."
The Valkyrie looked over at the Dust bunny. "I think you're getting drunk." She looked back at the still glowering form of Jordan. "And still got to know how you know it's your whip."
Still holding her glass the Dust bunny pointed her finger at the Valkyrie. "I'm telling you Rommy it's Rommy right? Not roomy or Rosy or another stupid name like that? I'm telling you that I'm not drunk I'm just buzzed!"
Tapping her fingers the table she downed the glass of whiskey in one go Jordan refocused on the valkyrie that sat between them. "you really want to know how I know that it's my whip?" She glared at the happy couple Usagi and Kenji. "It's instinctive, A Domina knows her whip like she knows her lovers back side. My father curse him to the nine hells shipped my whip, something I crafted myself, to a so called family friend. Told me I meet the bastard here."
"And right over there he is," Andromeda finished for her with a smile. "I think I understand where your coming from." Reaching behind her back she loosed her scabbard before laying across the table. "If someone took Smiter from me I'd be royally pissed."
The Dust bunny snickered. "You named your sword smiter?" She snickered again. "As for you little miss I-like-to-inflict-pain why don't you just get off your arse." She giggled pouring herself another glass of whiskey. "Arse that's a funny word. Now before I rudely interrupted myself why don't you go over there and confront them."
Both of the girls leaned over and looked at him before Rommy leaned back snorting. "Girl has a point," She grabbed the bottle and took a swig before slamming it back on the table. "Even if she's drunker than a skunkette on her naming day anniversary."
Standing up Jordan slammed her palms down on the table. "You know what the drunk bunny is right." She stared at the pair her legs having seemed to have locked up.
Andromeda put her legs up on the table holding the whiskey bottle in her hand swirling the remaining beverage around. "You look like you need some liquid courage."
"I don't need anymore of your damn whiskey." She looked back at the valkyrie her mind running in circles before finally settling on what she needed to do. "fine one more glass got that? After that no more." She watched as the valkyrie smirked pouring her another drink. Looking down at the beverage she thumbed the wood of the table before taking hold of the glass and downing it in one go. "now I'm ready."
Kimiko giggled as she poured herself another glass of whiskey and to her horror it wasn't long before the stream became a steady drip. "Mwa! We're out of whiskey I hear by need more frisky whiskey!" She held up the bottle waving it at Andromeda. "S'more whiskey pwease."
Andromeda rolled her eyes. "hush you," She looked at Jordan who was making her way toward Usagi and Kenji. "I wanna see if the yelling starts."
"Me need some whiskey!" The Dusty bunny stood up stumbling. "I going to find some!" Holding the whiskey bottle she stripped off the ascot before dropping it off. "gonna get me some whiskey cause it make me feel frisky!"
Out of the corner of his eye he could see Jordan approaching and had already pieced together that the whip was hers. It was pretty amusing to watch her walk with a purpose a tipsy purpose but, a purpose none the less. Taking his hand out of Usagi's shorts he took hold of the whip he had put around her neck. "I need to take this back."
Usagi nodded squeezing his ass threw his pants. "why's that?"
"No reason," Kenji snapped a portion of the whip tight between his hands. "I suspect myself and the true owner of this whip are going to be in a screaming match. More her than me I'd say."
"Want me to get off," Usagi began to slide her legs off his lap expecting him to push her off only to have him put an arm around her legs. "or not?"
He rolled the handle of the whip across her chest. "Oh, don't tease me, I think we'll get off latter. Though in all seriousness why don't you stay seated just where you are." leaning close he whispered into her ear. "I want to see how many of her buttons I can push."
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Rat was nervous doing the very thing he was actually good at, something that he normally enjoyed doing and that was slinking around in the shadows. It wasn't the security that was easy enough to bypass using his skill set. It wasn't even the particular items he was stealing they where easy enough pull box dump contents easy as counting to three. Hell it wasn't even the retrieval system they set up which would activate soon enough. Even the distraction they had set up to go off during the concert would go off without a hitch. No, what made him nervous was the presence of one of his brothers one of the renegades.
Most of the renegades where leading a quiet lives eventually those sheep would be brought back into the flock. Then there where the others those that fought the return to the fold those true renegades dangerous in so many ways. Those that fought they where dealt with quickly by either the tender mercies of Tiger or he shuddered Peacock. He hoped that his brother was one of the quiet ones that kept to themselves because if he wasn't. Rat would have to deal with him, himself it would be the only mercy he could deliver to his brother.
His primary task completed he slipped past the drones sitting at the desk. He held back a snicker watching them go through the motions so easy to fool. Walking away from them he reached into his tattered long coat and produced his half eaten apple biting into it.
Finding another bottle of scotch had been a task in near impossibility but, Kimiko had find a way. Taking a drink she stumbled down the lane looking for Rommy. Reaching down she slipped her fingers into the band of her skirt loosening it up again. "Stupid skirt." She had already ditched the school girl outfit leaving her utterly topless though she wasn't the only one. "Maybe I can get a spanking." She giggled stumbling right into a man in a tattered jacket. "You should watch where, ah who am I kidding hehe."
She was drunk and it made his stomach turn as he looked at her she was also judge by the ears a rabbit another thing he disliked. "Out of my way." He shoved her out of the way the various rabbit breeds made him sick and he didn't want to deal with it.
Kimiko rolled on her heel as she shoved gravity trying to take hold only for her enter mass to shift and shoved her shoulder him causing him to loose his foot almost falling himself. "Now that wude."
Rat hissed quickly regaining his footing. "Don't touch me you disgusting vermin."
Taking that as challenge she pulled up her nonexsistant sleeves poking him in the chest. "I'll have you know I'm very pretty vermin." She giggled grabbing hold of his shirt. "Now why don't me you find out if I really am vermin."
His disgust and angry rising he shoved her away again for her grip to rip his shirt. "Why you," He attempted to punch her only for the blow to sail right above her ears causing his eyes to go wide.
She continued to giggle as she began to run her fingers over his chest. "Wow you really have a hard chest." She giggled her feet becoming tangled as he brought his fist down trying to cave her skull in only for her to accidentally fall down with one leg tagging him in testicles again just an accident. "Oopsie sorry."
Rat's eyes rolled in the back of his head as he was reminded of why he hated rabbits there damn legs. It felt like his balls had been struck by the equivalent of a jackhammer. Refocusing his attention he looked grinning form of the rabbit. "You want to apologize." He lifted his leg. "you can be stomped flat."
Franticly Kimiko kicked her feet scrambling to stand and as she did so her feet tangled the in his tripping him up. Though in her scramble she also unintially kicked him several times in the face as he came down like a ton of bricks. Back against a wall she awkwardly pulled herself to her feet giggling. "You fall down and go boom."
Digging his fingers into the ground Rat growled in annoyance and in pain. Looking up at her he rubbed his face before standing up himself. "I'm growing tired of your antic vermin."
"Oh I drop me whiskey," Hopping over to the fallen bottle she barely missed having her head smashed against the cinderblock wall instead his fingers dug into the block. Reaching down she picked up the bottle spinning around just in time to accidentally back hand him as she pulled the bottle close to her person. "Oh whiskey don't leave me like that again. Cause I wanna be frisky!"
Stumbling back from the backhanded strike he watched in horror as the rabbit took a swig from the bottle. "Oh Lords above,"
She giggled again. "Funny story I knew this tigress once. Pretty little thing." She spun around tipsy from the warmth in her belly not realizing she had just beaned Rat with her bottle before hugging the bottle tightly. "Looked horrible as a Edo school girl. Not that any of us liked it really."
"Enough." Rat heaved his face already swealing from the multiple strikes his crotch still aching from the jackhammer like hit as well. "I'm dealing with it any more!" Sliding up the sleeve on his jacket he looked franticly at the detonator on his wrist.
An innate curiosity seemed to overwhelm the drunken bunny causing her to lean foreword so she could get a better look. "Oh what's that?"
In trying to put some distance between him and Kimiko Rat accidentally struck his head off a look hanging sign for good eats. "Oh no more." He rumbled lowly activating the detonator.
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A series of explosions ripped through the celebrations sending flames and dark plumes of smoke rippling through the air. The heaviest concentration of flames where coming from the center though the horror truly came to fore when somebody came screaming out of a window. Unfortunately the center wasn't the only target struck as the concert stage had been forced to collapse in on itself. On the stage had been the puzzykatz a tribute band they had been buried under the stage lights with flames creeping toward them. While those had been the primary targets a number of booths and food trucks had also been hit with a number of secondary explosions triggered by the first still happening.
Reflex that was the only reason he did it at least that's what he told as he shoved Usagi and Jordan down while pulling up the picnic table. A wave of flame and smoke crashed into the table as with water it simply curled around it. Then came the shockwave launching the table bouncing it off his back sending its own spark of pain threw his body. He could take it though this was nothing compared to conditioning he'd been put through.
Over at the other table Andromeda had been watching Kimiko mess with a ugly son when the first explosions ripped through the center. Then came the others forcing her on the defensive as she deflected a blown out propane tank with her gauntlet. "What's going on?" She screamed over the cacophony drawing out smiter then another shockwave hit her in the back making her stumble.
Jordan was angry first with the douche hole that had her whip then with his constant teasing as well as the girl that had been on his lap. She was even more annoyed that he cared enough to pull her down to avoid getting hurt. She was Domina damn it they where supposed to be the physically tougher of the two and what she couldn't take her healing should have. "Give me my damn whip."
Usagi was shocked as anyone else by the suddenness of the attack even more shocked that he had even bothered to help her. The heat and flames didn't bother her much if at all it was the smoke black billowing clouds of it suffocating as it was filling her lungs. "Take your damn whip." She had no time to deal with the uppity Domina as she flapped her wings while not as powerful as the feathered kind nor as fast as others they where doing there part.
Andromeda was glad that she wasn't the only one with the idea as she touched the jewel on her chest and unfurling from her back a pair of beautiful black wings. Drawing those powerful wings back to began to beat them producing powerful gusts of air.
Jordan couldn't help herself as she began to get a feel the whip reminding herself of the feeling of the item she had missed so much. She knew it wasn't the time for it as the fires blazed around them this was the work of a terrorist and part of her was just that terrified. Even though those around her seemed far more focused than she did like the valkyrie and even the hybrid rabbit thing. As she looked around she was even more shocked to discover the look on Kenji's face it was somewhere between rage and focus. "what's going on?"
Kenji gaze trailed across the devastation and smelt a distraction he could see how wide spread the fires where and came to one conclusion. ""All this," He gaze drifted from one blaze to the next. "It's distraction." It was then that his gaze became laser focused ignoring the flying and water types as they worked to douse the flames, ignoring the combat veterans trying to bring order to chaos, no his focus was drawn to rat creature wrapping it's metallic tail around a rabbit's body and throat. "There."
He had to shed his coat and all his collected goodies mostly trinkets and half eaten foods as his namesake would imply. He had to as no large items could be sublimated into his body as he transformed, his muscles thickening hardening as his clothes became absorbed into his flesh circuits in his brain memorizing each individual strand and molecule to before reformed latter. Stretching out from his back side metallic segments unfolded becoming a lengthy tail, his fingers elongated as metallic nails sharpened forth from his toes and fingers. Melding across his knuckles was reinforced plating, his skin darkened as metallic plates wrapped from his spine to chest. His teeth began to warp sharpening into fine points as his face distorted into a muzzle his ears expanding akin to his namesake. What the plating of metal didn't cover a course layer of brown grey fur grew in. All these changes took place over course of a few milliseconds slightly faster than the blink of an eye.
Reaching out with his tail faster than a snake could strike Rat bound the erratic dust bunny first her legs then her arms and finally her throat. "Though he bemoans he to do this." His tail tightened around her throat tempted as he was to snap her neck. "Everybody is needed for the revolution." He was suddenly glad he had no pain receptors in his tail as the bunny bit his tail mauling on it. Most people would have found the sight of a drunken bunny chewing on something she couldn't bight through cute in his mind it was disturbing. "ehh."
Stilling holding the fighting Kimiko Rat pulled up his jacket his tail easily slipping between the flaps of the jacket. Pleased that the jacket still fit even after his transformation he touched a spot just below his ear. "I want the truck ready to go now, the fire brigades are regaining control of the fires." Taking to the back alleys he purposely dragged the rabbit along the ground.
Kenji began to walk taking his time only vaguely paying attention to his surroundings just enough to know where he was and make a educated guess where rat was going. "You might want to stay out of my way."
Jordan smirked putting on that mask that only a threshold could. "Like some squishy male can force me to stand down." She kept pace with him holding onto the whip in such a way. "besides I still have issues to deal with that rabbit."
Kenji nodded either not noticing or not care that above Andromeda and Usagi had also taken to following him each with there on reason for following him. In the case of Andromeda she was licking her lips under her helmet just tasting the chance for a battle. On the other hand for Usagi it was a morbid curiosity as to why he was following a obvious monster. Both them easily following along the roof tops there wings allowing them to glide from one to another.
The warehouse was one of three in dogpatch mostly used for general storage year round the only time they where ever emptied was during Sadie Pokens day. Open just enough for him to enter Rat quickly unwound his tail sending Kimiko sprawling across the concrete ground. "Find her ball and put her in one of those damn boxes."
They accustomed to following orders it was what they where programmed for they where androids at a distance they looked like walking skeletons up close they where leather clad bikers. If anyone lifted up there helmets though they'd find skeletal visages with glowing red eyes. Now though these skull androids where using the chaos to collect the girls that already turned there balls into prospective tamers. Unfortunately thanks to rat in his actions most these boxes had been stolen now these unlucky girls unaware where being loaded into a transport truck.
Kimiko took a tumble as she was whirled around and tossed unceremoniously to ground. "Wee that was fun." She giggled as she was roughly pulled up and patted down. "I usually get paid when I get felt up." While she was getting searched another of the androids was systematically searching the boxes for her ball an ID tag signaling if it was her ball or not. She was spun around a several more times as the Androids searched her and the boxes in total futility and till she had finally reached her limited. "Now, s-see here!" She held up a finger her vision blurring. "I had," She didn't get to finish as the contents of her stomach exploded from her mouth unfortunately ninety percent of that was whiskey.
"isn't that a pretty sight," As Rat spun around from the disgusting sight of Kimiko vomiting on one of the androids he spotted Kenji hitching his hips. "a Vomiting Bunny to bad I don't have my camera." One hand on his hip he raised his other waving rat toward him. "Come get me,"
"Renegade." Taking few steps back rat took one look at the truck then back at Kenji. "No time to deal with him. Forget the rabbit and target that renegade." As the androids released Kimiko the glass windows exploded inward. Shielding himself from the storm of glass Rat stopped one of the androids unfortunately it was the one covered in vomit. "not," He winced trying to ignore the smell coming off the vomit. "You, start the truck we're leaving."
One part mental command and another part actual skill Jordan lashed out with her whip the tip of which snapped before it wrapped around the chest of one of the androids. Using all the strength she could Jordan slammed it against the door of the warehouse cracking it's face plate open. Once more she took control of whip as only a member of the domina family could and slammed the android into the other door.
Andromeda dived into the warehouse threw the shattered window she had created with her feather shuriken. Smirking under her helmet the thrill of battle to come making her nethers heat up, spreading her wings she drew her sword. "For glory! For Death!" Charging forth with her sword raised she cut down a pair of the androids with relative ease. "make this a challenge for me!" With her challenge issued a trio of androids refocused there attention on her producing built in machine rifles. Cackling like a mad woman Rommy let the bullets bounce off her body armor and deflect off her sword as she charged.
"Your not going anywhere!" Even as the first of the android neared him producing a machine rifle Kenji grabbed it's wrist. Using all the force he could bring to bare which was considerable amount he tore out the android's arm tossing it aside. Reaching up he grappled the android's face plate he slammed it into the ground the force of the impact caving the helmet in. Digging his fingers in he tore out the machine optical sensors.
Usagi fluttered her wings as she landed on the edges of the broken window using one hand to hold onto the upper edges. Her eyes surveyed the brutal battle below and couldn't help but whistle, she could see the domina, Jordan that was her name, keeping the machines at a distance and any that got to close found out that she could deliver crushing popping there heads like pimples. The valkyrie on the other hand preferred to get in close using her sword and occasional kick punch to whittle away at them like a butcher carving meat. The dust bunny for her part wasn't huddled up in some corner no to Usagi's eyes she was employing a rather interesting variation of drunken boxing. That wasn't the most interesting thing she saw as a human of things was pulling off, well arms something even a heavily blood gifted human would have a extremely hard time doing. From what she could tell though he was making a bee line toward the truck and the androids what was left of them anyway where doing everything they could to halt his progress.
It was when she heard the engine started that she figured out what should could do. Flicking her wrist she produced a card that was slightly larger than a playing card. "You're a better shot than I am so I need you to take out those tires." Usagi smiled as she felt a familiar warmth spread through her body she held up the card. "Will o' wisp!"
Rat was in no mood to fight the renegade his plans had been already pulled to shreds only the explosives went off without a hitch. Beside him the skull android shifted gears pulling the truck foreword the stick of the vomit still lingering. As they began to pull foreword rat saw a problem rising or in this case descending as pair of blue fire balls which quickly shifted into a pair of foxes. Much to rat's horror the flames struck the tires of the truck shredding them causing the rims to grind against the concrete.
Kenji reached down his foot on the chest of a android and with hand he gripped the edge of the helmet. He could hear the rumble of the diesel engine even as the rims of the truck ground against the concrete, he knew rat was trying to run him down. With a great heaving pull he jerked the helmet cybernetic skull and all off the android not holding for very long he tossed it with enough force to embed it into the drivers side window. Over his shoulder he watched as the android in the driver's seat overcompensated causing the truck to tumble on it's side.
Rat grunted as he held the door handle to keep to himself from sliding down onto the android even with his seat belt on it was disorienting to be side. "Useless." Looking at the android he could see it's lubricants leaking out from under it's helmet the whiplash from the shift in positioning having snapped it's neck. Clicking the handle on his door he slung it open hearing it smack against the frame of the cab. Using his claws he shredded the seat belt buckled and clambered onto the door easily keeping his balance. Rat surveyed the carnage around him, behind him there purloined boxes had toppled scattering across the ground only the locks keeping the possibility of a riot from breaking out, above him the valkyrie positioned herself in the rafters ready dive down the head of an android in her off hand, off to the side the dust bunny had passed out on top a set shattered android remains, guarding the shattered windows above was the zodiac, and finally the Domina was holding her ground at the only other exit. His eyes final settled on the sight of the renegade who giving a devil don't care smile.
Raising his hand Kenji pointed at Rat. "You and I have business to deal with."
Rat clenched his fist. "I'll have to rip out your throat!"
"you'll try." Kenji jumped up onto the truck cab with only the open door between them. "Before we're done you will, tell me where peacock is." He reacted quickly as rat lashed out with his tail causing Kenji to flip backward. As he tumbled back he crossed his arms across his chest before spreading them out. "Henshin."
Rat jumped down following the now transformed Kenji taking in his new state. He was now hopper zero two his fists and boots a deep red his head morphed taking the appearance of a grasshopper. "What's with using a command word the transformation can be done mental command!"
Hopper two didn't respond instead he delivered a back hand to the side of rat's face causing him to stumble back. "Because it's amusing" He caught rat's tail inches from his face and with other hand in he delivered a series of jabs to his face. "Because I am a showmen." Releasing rat's tail he spun around delivering a booted heel to his face. "Because I feel like it."
Rat took a couple steps back holding his face, had he been in his human form his face would have been swollen. "Because you," He intercepted a punch from hopper two with one of his own producing a shower sparks as there fists smashed into each other. "are a fool." Bringing his fist back his metallic knuckle struck off hopper two's face.
In one fluid motion hopper two hooked his arm behind Rat forcing the agent of shocker to keep his arm up. Now with the opening he had created he delivered a series metal warping strikes to Rat's chest after these blows he threw rat to the ground.
Rat covered himself with his hands as Hopper two tried to stomp him flat and with third stomp he finally caught the renegade's foot. In one great heave he tossed the renegade back going to his hands and knees he lashed out with his tail. While each of these strikes with his tail failed to impale Hopper two they did succeed in driving him back. Rat now finding himself with room to move he stood back pedaling away from hopper two. Unfortunately he didn't hear the fluttering of wings until it was to late for him to do anything about it.
When the tires had been popped Andromeda had found herself in it's path and responded in the only way she could aside from trying to stab it and that was flying up. She was impressed to say the least as the human, no, he was more than that, stood his ground. Then much to her shock he used one tin can's head like a wreck ball and embedded it in the windshield. Though he did take step back that was more due to fact that he might have misjudged the distance. Watching she saw that rodent like creature pull itself out of the toppled truck and survey it's chances, she would have dive bombed it then had she not seen then the look on the human's face.
That had been the look of someone on a mission, a mission that only that person could take on. Somehow she knew he could take the rodent the way he moved the power he had she had her suspicions. Then those very suspicion where proven when he underwent a metamorphosis much like the one underwent by the rodent. Having seen this she whistled quietly to herself watching as the two clashed, her hand twisting along the grip of her blade. As the battle became more heated she licked her lips twirling her sword before it just became to much for her.
Standing tall she fluttered her black feathered wings tossing aside her trophy. Diving down she jammed the blade into Rat's shoulder blade producing a spray of blood and whatever fluid was used to keep his mechanics lubricated. Kicking the back of his legs she forced him down to his knees keeping the blade jammed in. "Hope you don't mind it looked so much fun!"
Hopper two snorted. "nope, don't mind at all." Reaching out he grappled rat's face waiting for the valkyrie to pull out her blade before shoving him roughly to the ground. "I have no problem with assistance." taking his boot hopper two began to grind his heel into Rat's face. "You will answer me, where is peacock."
Rat felt it was best to ignore the snickering of the valkyrie before focusing as best he could on hopper two. "hehe," His voice distorted and cracked from the damage he'd received. "don't worry, just wait, he'll find you, renegade."
"Fine with me," Raising his foot Hopper two brought it down with enough force to collapse rat's muzzle inward. Turning his back on the damage he'd done he began to walk away only for rat to erupt into a fireball. "the hell," Turning back he saw that Andromeda had shielded herself with her wings small chunks of meat and steel falling way what was left of rat. "A fail safe?"
Andromeda unfurled her wings flicking off the small pieces of metal and meat that had caught between the feathers "Who in there right mind would set somebody up as a bomb."
Kenji didn't answer as his body reverted back to his more human form and he realized that no prizes would be taken, nobody would even know that the battle would have happened. "doesn't matter." He wasn't going to take picture in part because he didn't have his camera, mostly though it was that any images he took could easily be pulled from the index.
Jordan dug her heel into the hand of one of the androids only to watch as it began to break down into small metallic flakes. "What?"
"No evidence," Kenji walked past her. "They're not ready to show themselves to the world."
Jordan sneered swinging her whip at him only to watch wide eyed as he caught it before it could wrap around his neck. "Where do you think your going."
He gave a soft chuckle releasing the whip knowing that she would pull it back rewrapping it. "I have pictures to take, a person to find. That is my way, that is mind. Follow you must, follow you not the choice is yours." He looked back at her. "sorry, I was waning poetic. Though I have to find him, possibly kill him. Then there are the others."
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Tamer Name: Kenji Yomato
Rank: E
Licenses
Basic: Y
Coordinator: N
Pet: N
Researcher: N
Breeder: N
Watcher: N
Storage: Limited 2
Harem:
N/A (To Be Processed: Stand BY)
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A/N: Just wii bit of information before you go. This chapter actually chronologically takes place four months before Derek took his own test in ohter words Kenji started first. Something else Derek is actually the older of the two being 18 while Kenji is only 16. In universe between 15 and 17 is about when most tamers start out so make of that what you will.
