A/N: Forgot to upload this chapter back on the 21st; sorry about the delay~ Please enjoy~
The Mist 2: Rescue Operations
Chapter 17: Deutschland and Graf Spee
''Schwester, I hear movement.''
''Cover, here.''
Deutschland grimaced and pushed herself up into a crook in the wall, taking Spee by the arm and pulling her into the gap too, hugging her close. The low clamour of footsteps echoed and they held their breath, and not a moment later multiple Scorpio rushed past them, some of them running on two feet whilst others ran on all fours, the motion making their human-shaped bodies jerk awkwardly, yet they still moved fast enough to keep up with their brethren.
Only once the Scorpio were out of immediate hearing range did Deutschland loosen her hold on Graf Spee, allowing her white-haired sister to slip out from her embrace, moving back out into the otherwise deserted hallway. Deutschland followed with a tight expression, warily looking back at the monsters just as they clambered into an artificially-widened vent, disappearing from sight – no doubt heading for the surface.
It had only been a few minutes since she and the others had split up, and in that time they had dodged two clusters of monsters that had woken up, and were heading for the surface. She pitied those guarding the entrance; they would only last for so long.
Normally, she would have no protests in going in guns-blazing and killing all the enemies in her path, both for the pleasure of ridding the world of such creatures, and also to protect her allies – she was opportunistic, not heartless, after all. However due to the plan she had been entrusted with she had to stick to hiding in the shadows like a rat, at least until she could get to the command centre.
''Hn...'' Deutschland strained her meagre night-vision as best she could, the tunnel dark and barely illuminated thanks to the dull light peering in through various cracks in the ceiling and from the distant tunnel entrance.
She spotted some Ropers hanging nearby, alongside a cluster of ominous hanging green vines. She spared a look at Graf Spee before both girls carefully walked around it, keeping their movements slow and using their rigging to push the paralytic vines aside; the metal turrets suffering no damage. Perhaps realising they weren't easy prey the Ropers left them alone; that, or they just didn't notice them using whatever method of detection they used. Neither were sure, but didn't question their good fortune.
And soon, the entrance to the bunker came into sight. Deutschland grinned tightly and took the lead, keeping her guns at the ready as she marched right up to it. The door was bent and dented inwards, revealing the mess of a room within – but it wasn't until Deutschland stepped fully inside that she saw the extent of the damage, wiping the grin from her face.
''Scheiße...''
Tables were destroyed, metal furnishings were bent and warped, lights were shattered and the floor was covered in all manner of bones, splats of dried blood and other dried fluids. No cracks were present in the ceiling, perhaps owing to the reinforced ceiling; leaving barely any light left inside the room. The already-meagre light from the tunnel failed to penetrate much farther, forcing her to turn on her searchlight to scan the room in more detail.
''Mn...'' Graf Spee followed after her, brow furrowed with worry. ''Any life?''
Deutschland was about to deny – until she saw a body. Swiftly she marched up to it, footsteps thumping against the hard floor as she closed the distance; gazing down at the naked body splayed across the floor. Matted blue hair clung to her head with blood and other fluids dried into her skin, her large breasts marred by numerous bite marks and bruises, and her crotch reddened and bruised too, the stretch marks on her stomach foretelling of the fate she suffered.
''Jintsuu...''
The cruiser had clearly seen better days – and wasn't that an understatement – but was miraculously still alive. Unconscious and about two steps away from death, but still alive. Wanting to be sure Deutschland crouched down and touched her neck, confirming her pulse, but as a result of getting close she saw the damage to her body in more detail; including a pentagram engraved into her pelvis, long-since dried but no less real. Demons, then.
''Spee.'' Deutschland murmured, beckoning her sister close. ''Here, take her. Carry her out past the vines, leave her in that nook we found by the wall. We can take her with us when we leave.''
Graf Spee nodded, expression soft as she scooped up Jintsuu's unconscious frame and quickly but quietly carried her back out of the room. Deutschland truly wanted to go with her sister just to be safe, even if the nook in the wall was barely even a minute away, but she had her own duty here. One that made her rise back up, and move to the centre of the room.
One fact about the bunker was that it relied on a reactor underneath it for power; as did the rest of the base. It was buried deep enough in the ground that no shell, even of Siren origin, would be able to pierce through. Adding to that, the reactor could only be accessed through the bunker itself, meaning that to sabotage it one would have to breach the bunker. A narrow tunnel located within one of the many halls would lead down into it, preventing many Sirens from making their way down with their large riggings.
However, there was two facts in particular about the reactor that was important to Deutschland, and the Ironblood command. One; it was a special, highly-delicate reactor born from intensive research into Wisdom Cubes; making it a great energy source despite how fragile it was.
And secondly, it was located directly beneath the command room.
''C'mon.'' Deutschland murmured to her rigging.
The semi-sentient shark-faced rigging obeyed, opening up its jaws. Within its maw rested a flat square breaching charge, one she carefully plucked from its mouth and planted down onto the ground. She pressed it firmly down and spread out the straps from the corners, palming them into the hard ground before peeling the back of the bomb off, revealing a layer of switches and dials. With a twist of one dial and the pull of a slight switch she armed the bomb, and after a second she typed into the number pad on the back of the bomb, setting a timer.
Fifteen minutes.
And considering the special design of the breaching charge, it'd blast a hole straight down into the reactor and hopefully trigger it. From what she'd been told, it'd detonate with a force close to that of a nuclear bomb – and while the shielding around the bunker would stifle the explosion, it would more than likely obliterate everything inside the bunker and a good chunk of the surface. With everyone ordered to fall back once their cover was blown, the loss of life would be minimised, and maximising the loss of monster life.
It was risky, no doubt, but a necessary risk. Best to deprive the monsters of a tight, enclosed space and force them out into the open where Ship-Girls held more of an advantage. And while there was the risk of abandoning some Ship-Girls to the explosion, it was worth the risk. At least in Deutschland's opinion.
Abruptly the cruiser was snapped out of her thoughts as the heavy metal door across from her slammed open, the loud clang making her jump up to her feet, startled.
A naked girl stood before her, body lithe and marred with scars, stretch marks, blood and dried fluids. Yet despite the terrible shape of her body her expression was wild and alive, a feral snarl curling at her lips and eyes wide and bloodshot, a primal fire burning in her eyes that spoke not of intelligence, but of sheer animalistic instinct.
Kawakaze, former bodyguard of Nagato.
''Wha-'' Deutschland didn't have the chance to say more before Kawakaze was rushing at her, closing the miniscule distance like a predator lunging for its prey.
However Deutschland wasn't helpless. Even as she stirred out of her shock she was already turning, putting her right shark-like rigging in Kawakaze's path and forcing the naked Destroyer to abort her attack – but to Deutschland's shock she leapt over her, putting one foot on the wall before lunging at her. Metal glinted in the faint slight of her searchlight and Deutschland realised it was a katana. Something she realised a second too late.
''Gh-!'' The Ironblood woman gritted her teeth as the katana cleaved down her front, a gash opening from her left shoulder and just past her breast, ending at her ribs.
Kawakaze wasn't done however. She landed in a crouch and lunged at her with her weapon bared, only for Deutschland to bat aside the blade with the back of her left hand; her armoured gauntlet chipping from the ragged sharpness of Kawakaze's worn blade. In the same movement she raised her right hand, gripping her stylised hand-cannon – and fired with a loud boom. The shell narrowly clipped Kawakaze's cheek and blew up against the far wall, rattling the walls and causing bits of dust to fall down from above.
The feral Destroyer paid it no mind. She snarled and ducked low, slashing her blade up and forcing Deutschland back, her lower back impacting a metal table. The brief distraction allowed Kawakaze to close the distance, their bodies nearly touching and their noses close – before Kawakaze jerked her knee up and buried it into Deutschland's gut, knocking the air out of the Ironblood woman. A clawed hand gripped at her jaw and yanked her to the side, throwing her to the ground in a heartbeat.
''Mn-!'' Deutschland coughed in surprise, hissing when Kawakaze straddled her stomach. ''Wretch!''
With a feral snarl Kawakaze brought her chipped katana down, only for the blade to get embedded in the slide part of Deutschland's hand-cannon. However the Destroyer's position allowed her to put her full weight down onto her sword, slowly pushing it down towards Deutschland as the two struggled for dominance, hissing from the strain.
Until the door behind Kawakaze opened, and rapid footsteps approached. The Destroyer stopped pushing her blade down and instead used her position to effectively vault off Deutschland, flipping overhead and landing in a low crouch, snarling at the newcomer – Graf Spee, her oversized clawed hand hovering where the mad Destroyer previously was.
''Thanks.'' Deutschland grunted, stumbling to her feet. ''Feint, with me.''
''Right!'' Graf Spee nodded, charging Kawakaze without delay.
The feral Destroyer hissed at them, charging to meet Graf Spee. The Ironblood woman lashed out with a wide swing of her hand but Kawakaze ducked under it, retaliating instead with multiple bestial swings of her sword – forcing Graf Spee to block with her other hand, wincing as the metal gauntlet was chipped and cracked. She backed up and Kawakaze gave chase, bringing her blade down in a vertical slash.
Graf Spee side-stepped the attack – and in turn, revealed Deutschland, all six barrels of her cannons aimed alongside her hand-cannon, making Kawakaze's eyes widen.
BOOM!
Seven shells total blasted across the tiny distance, erupting across Kawakaze's naked frame. The Destroyer tried to dodge at the last second but four of the seven shells still hit true, engulfing her in plumes of fire and smoke before she tumbled out of it, barrelling over a metal table and landing in a heap, wheezing.
She scrambled to get back up, bloody fingers clawing at the concrete and breathing raspy – but Deutschland was faster, stomping down on Kawakaze's back before she could rise up.
''Hmph. Nice try.'' Deutschland tried to sound haughty, but her heavy breathing betrayed how much the brief spat had taken out of her.
Kawakaze growled at her and struggled, nothing but a feral intelligence in her eyes, no trace of her formerly-reserved personality left. Even with blood running down her front she didn't stop fighting, pushed on by some bestial desire. A desire that made her open her mouth wide-
-and scream.
It was animalistic; her human vocal cords straining to make such a primal sound, but Kawakaze managed to do so, as hoarse as it was. The deep sound bounced off the walls and rattled in Deutschland's ears, making her jerk back on instinct, more out of shock than anything else. Kawakaze capitalised on that and twisted around, slashing at her leg and forcing Deutschland to stumble back lest she lose her leg.
Just then the doorway Kawakaze had burst through rattled, and a monster burst in through the doorway. It held the bipedal, hunched form of a Werewolf but with the curved tail of a Scorpio, and on its back were a pair of Demon wings, making it a mixture of several species. A Chimera.
With a loud bark it lunged at the startled Deutschland, only for Graf Spee to come to her rescue and slam her oversized clawed hand into it, knocking it aside. However Graf Spee was unprepared for another to lunge through the doorway and slam into her, sending her falling onto her back with a startled yelp, a panicked cry escaping her as she fought back against the beast that greedily began to tear into her clothes.
''Hey!'' Deutschland shouted angrily, swinging her hand-cannon around and taking aim at one of the beasts.
Kawakaze however reminded her of her presence – suddenly leaping up and jumping onto her. The sudden weight made Deutschland stumble with a grunt of shock, and then fell over fully when Kawakaze yanked her down. The Destroyer's lithe legs wrapped around her stomach and she used that to roll atop her, raising her chipped katana up high and preparing to bring it down on the cruiser.
A shot from her hand-cannon stopped that. Kawakaze blocked the shell with her sword but the sheer force knocked her off, allowing Deutschland to hastily stumble back to her feet, using the table for support. Graf Spee's grunts of exertion drew her eye, the mistake costing her as one of the Chimeras charged her from the side and tackled her into the wall, knocking the air out of Deutschland and stunning her, if only for a moment.
''Mn-!'' However she most certainly snapped out of it when the beast pushed her shoulders against the wall, exposing her rigging – and allowing Kawakaze to slash through them, severing the semi-sentient sharks with a quick slice. ''B-Bitch!''
Kawakaze snarled at her, expression feral as she stepped back. For a brief moment Deutschland felt confusion – before with a sense of dawning horror she realised one fact.
The monsters weren't going for Kawakaze.
Not only that, but they almost seemed to be helping her. And in turn, she helping them.
'Are these... her children...?'
The errant thought fled Deutschland's mind as the Chimera gripped the back of her white leotard, and pulled. It dug into her crotch for only a second before the material ripped, exposing her rear to the beast – and Deutschland briefly froze as she felt its hard, thick cock against her ass. Immediately she began to struggle, a rage-filled yell bubbling in her throat, but the Chimera was faster.
The tip pushed against her pussy, spread her lower lips – and slammed inside.
''Nn!'' Deutschland screamed through gritted teeth.
The Chimera's cock was thick as it pushed inside, easily spreading her insides apart in a single hard thrust, burying most of its cock inside her. The burst of pain that flooded her lower half stalled any resistance in Deutschland, a tight hiss escaping her gritted teeth as she endured the wave of blazing pain – giving the Chimera time to rear its hips back for a second thrust, this time managing to shove its entire length into her womanhood.
Deutschland began to fight back once more, but the Chimera had a solid grip on her shoulders, preventing her from pushing back despite her own impressive strength. Her hand-cannon had fallen from her grip at some point but the thought of her weapon swiftly fled her mind as the Chimera's cock plunged back into her folds, the mere insertion making her grunt and hiss, wincing as she endured the hard cock pushing and plunging into her hole.
''Nn! F-Fucker!'' Deutschland snarled out, gritting her teeth as her cheek was pushed against the hard wall, her back arched and unintentionally making it easier for the monster to fuck her pussy – its shaft plunging forth into her sex with increasingly-vigorous thrusts.
In the background Deutschland could hear Graf Spee crying out, but she was barely able to even tilt her head to look, much less go and help her sister. Instead all she could focus on was the stiff cock that pushed deep inside her pussy, the tip bumping against her cervix before the creature's cock reared back in the next moment. The creature's pelvis slapped against her ass over and over again with each buck of its hips, the impact almost like a spank and further humiliating the prideful cruiser further.
Suddenly the Chimera slowed its thrusts, and its hands moved to her hips. Before Deutschland could formulate a plan she was roughly jerked around, her butt flush against the Chimera's pelvis and its cock throbbing in her womanhood, until the Chimera then pushed her down onto the ground. It didn't pull out during the movement, one of its hands landing on the back of her head and shoving it cheek-first into the ground, her ass remaining up in the air.
''Ah-!'' Deutschland cried out as the beast resumed thrusting, its thick girth plunging into her tight sex with bestial passion. ''C-Cease...!''
Her defiant shout went unheeded, the beast panting heavily as it pounded her ass-up-head-down. She gripped her hands into fists and glared spiteful daggers at the creature, wincing and gasping when its thick cock hit sensitive spots inside her womanhood, the feeling far from pleasurable with how dry she was. Doubly so when her cheek was rubbing against the ground, the feeling making her grimace.
Deutschland's grimace swiftly shifted into a wince as the Chimera sped up, grunting and growling like the beast it was as it hammered her womanhood. With one hand keeping her head pinned that left its other hand free, something that the beast used to its advantage – gripping onto her hip and letting it slam into her that little bit faster, her inner walls conforming to the shape of the monster's large cock. And soon Deutschland felt something hard push against her aching lower lips, the meaty ring thumping against her folds; before she realised what it was. The beast's knot.
''Nn- gh!'' A harsh, muffled scream passed through Deutschland's gritted teeth as the knot pushed inside her, immediately stretching her inner walls even more to accommodate it..
The Chimera howled, its breath hot against the back of her head as it plunged into her pussy faster and faster, the knot stirring her insides up. The Ironblood woman clawed at the floor with desperate grunts and gasps, feeling the creature's cock swell in size and throb dangerously, but deep down she realised there was nothing she could do to stop it. However that didn't mean she would accept her fate.
''Mn! Y-You fucking rat! Let go- gh!'' Even as she was roughly mated with Deutschland still spewed a torrent of vitriol at the beast, glaring hatefully as she was so utterly humiliated.
To be defiled by the equivalent of a dog... the mere thought made her snarl, pride stinging and inflaming her borderline-frothing rage.
Her hateful glare did little to slow the beast down. Skin smacked skin with increasing volume as the Chimera stirred up her tightening insides, filling her womanhood with its swollen cock – until with a sudden sound akin to a yip the Chimera buried itself balls-deep inside the cruiser, the tip pushing against her cervix, and came.
Thick ropes of cum flooded her womanhood, spurting against her cervix and gushing inside her. With the beast's swollen knot inside her the cum couldn't escape anywhere, causing Deutschland's pelvis to bloat lightly as inhuman amounts of cum stuffed her pussy and womb; an endless gush of cum filling her up.
And even when the Chimera finished impregnating her, it gave her only a few moments of reprieve before going to town on her all over again, unheeding of her flurry of curses.
X-x-X
Graf Spee tried to fight back against the Chimera mounting her. She really did.
However her oversized claws weren't good for super close-quarter engagements. A fact the cruiser was reminded of as the Chimera easily managed to grab her biceps and hold them down, using its position to pin her down. She kicked and tried to fire but she wouldn't be able to aim at the beast without hitting the ceiling and bringing it down on her and Deutschland, the hesitation stalling her long enough for the Chimera to destroy her gauntlets and rigging in a blur of motion so fast she struggled to consciously follow it.
Her clothes were already damaged and the Chimera worsened the damage, ripping at them until her plump breasts were exposed and her stomach was scratched, the pain making her gasp. Her panic rose as the beast moved between her legs and she tried to kick at it, but to her fear it merely grabbed her extended leg and yanked it aside, exposing her crotch. A quick tug ripped her black panties clean off, her lower lips becoming exposed to the cold air.
''N-No, wait- agh!''
With a sharp cry of pain Graf Spee was deflowered, the beast's thick cock plunging into her fast and dry. She clawed at the beast's forearms with desperation but the Chimera merely snatched her wrists and held them down on either side of her head, growling in her face as it bucked its hips forth – shoving its thick cock into her virgin pussy, the deep penetration making her gasp. She intimately felt her insides be spread apart by the intruding cock and wriggled about, but doing so only made the sensation that much more painful, making her unconsciously stop moving her waist lest she cause herself unneeded pain.
''Mn...!'' Graf Spee winced harshly as her lower lips were spread by its cock, the tip battering against her deepest parts over and over again.
Movement above made the Ironblood girl tilt her head back, paling as she found Kawakaze looming over, a fearsome expression on her face. The damage dealt by Deutschland's attack could still be seen, fresh blood running down over Kawakaze's small breasts and down her stomach, but it seemed to barely bother Kawakaze; the Destroyer's intense gazed locked solely onto her. She found out why a second later, her pupils dilating as Kawakaze swung a leg over hers, straddling her face.
Graf Spee shook her head vigorously, refusing fearfully, but Kawakaze merely raised her blade and pointed the tip down at her eye – the threat clear. Then she lifted the sword and pointed it towards Deutschland, silently conveying the threat she perhaps could no longer vocalise.
Do it, or she'll get hurt.
Swallowing Graf Spee tried to weigh her options, to think of a way out – but her focus was shattered by the feeling of the Chimera slamming into her pussy once more. She cried out in surprise and Kawakaze took advantage, planting her pussy right on her mouth and grabbing her by the hair with her free hand, hissing as she forced her face close. With no other option Graf Spee reluctantly slipped her tongue out, taking a lick.
Kawakaze shuddered, her sword shifting away from her. The cock slamming into her didn't slow down but Graf Spee found it a little easier to ignore now, a whimper escaping her as she reluctantly began to eat Kawakaze out, her tongue sliding over the Destroyer's abused folds with long, uncertain licks. When said Destroyer tugged on her hair again she licked faster, her tongue movements awkward and desperate but succeeding in encouraging Kawakaze to lower her sword.
''Mmph! Mm...!'' Graf Spee shuddered as the Chimera sped up its thrusts, reminding her of its presence as it railed her pussy, each thrust leaving her sore.
Kawakaze pulled on her hair again, returning her focus onto her and prompting Graf Spee to continue lapping at her folds, whimpering between licks as the Chimera pounded her faster and faster, its looming orgasm intimately apparent. Especially when she felt the creature's thick knot press against her womanhood, pushing its way past her folds and stuffing her pussy – extracting a muted cry from Graf Spee as her inner walls were spread further apart.
The Chimera's pelvis impacted hers with a fleshy smack over and over again, each thrust harder and faster than the last as it mated with her, its cock pulsating inside her. Her weak legs spasmed and buckled as pain spiked and squirmed in her pelvis, the beast's unrelenting pace echoing up through her body – until with a sudden gruff grunt, the Chimera bottomed out inside her pussy and came.
''Mmph!'' Graf Spee cried out, intimately feeling the creature's warmth flood her pussy.
Spurt after spurt shot inside her, the Chimera thrusting for a few moments longer – the added movement stirring up her insides and eliciting a string of gasps from her lips. The only mercy given was that Kawakaze lifted herself off her face, her pussy lips glistening with Graf Spee's saliva.
Kawakaze stared down at her with intense eyes for a long moment, before shifting over to the nearest Chimera – several more having flooded the room in the time Graf Spee was defiled. The Sakura Destroyer wasted no time in grabbing the chest of one of the creatures and shoving it down, snarling lowly as she climbed onto the beast's lap – her right hand dipping down and guiding the beast's erect cock to her pussy.
Then with a pleased growl, Kawakaze willingly impaled herself on the monster's cock. The Chimera howled and Kawakaze growled again, bringing her narrow hips down with quick jerks, taking more and more of the creature's thick girth inside her until it bottomed out inside her abused womanhood, the added lubrication only making the penetration a little quicker.
'She's...?' Graf Spee watched it all in some sort of trance, disbelief written across her visage as she witnessed a Ship-Girl willingly mate with a monster. Granted Kawakaze was clearly feral, but still...
Before that train of thought could continue further the Chimera still buried inside her made its presence known once more. Namely by having its cock throb inside her.
And then before Graf Spee could utter a word it resumed defiling her once more, her cries to stop echoing throughout the command room.
[END]
A/N: Next: Arizona.