Note: Merry Christmas, everyone! Hope you are ready for some Ho Ho Hos! Hey, remember when we said last chapter that this would be the final one? Guess what? We lied! It turns out this is running long and we are going to need more time to wrap up everything. Could you imagine that: the author of Let Us Be Your Poison not knowing when to end a story? Who could have seen that coming? But yeah, we actually do want to have some semblance of a decent ending, so we are putting some effort into making this nice and not just a ridiculous pile of nonsense. It still is a ridiculous pile of nonsense, but we don't know, maybe there will be some catharsis or something. Hell, at one point in this chapter, we actually felt like we were writing LUBYP again. Not exactly, but to actually write something semi-serious is something we haven't done since June. Anyway, Happily Holidays, and enjoy!
Yang and Cinder collided in mid-air, and a fiery explosion rocked the foyer as the devils met. Their strength was evenly matched. They grabbed onto each other, and before a single true punch could be thrown, both flew upward through the ceiling, crashing straight through the decorated roof as they started brutally punching each other as hard as they could. They vanished from sight from the Sluts, leaving behind only their underlings to do battle in the main hall.
It was a bloodbath—though it hardly mattered. Without weapons, all the Rubies could do was fling themselves in vengeful, sexually-charged fury toward the Grimm, who swiped them out of the air with their claws and bit into them with their powerful jaws and razor-sharp teeth. At first glance, the tide seemed to heavily favor the beasts of darkness. Rubies were swatted around and killed by the dozens as each Grimm relentless tore their way across the room. However, what the Rubies lacked in technique, they made up for in sheer quantity. A Grimm could easily kill a Ruby on its own, but each Grimm quickly found itself surrounded. The Rubies swarmed over the monsters like rats, climbing all over it and punching as hard as they could. A single Ruby? Easy. Two dozen at a time, all climbing over their backs? Far more difficult.
And the screaming. The roaring. The cursing…usually all from the Rubies at once.
"Die, motherfucker!"
"Die!"
"Eat fist, Grimm!"
"Glory to Cinder!"
"Die, die, die!"
The Grimm battled through the sea of Rubies. The foyer became riddled with an overwhelming drone of screams and violence of all kinds. Above all, the two Goddesses watched as their experiment spiraled hopelessly out of control. And on the ground, surrounding the battle, the rest of the orgy-goers—those who had been in the mansion from the very beginning, who had witnessed dick-girls, Grimm invasions, sex contests, rap battles, deities, tentacles and so, so much more—finally decided that now was the time to—
"Get the fuck out of here!" someone screamed at the top of her lungs, and that one yell was all it took to set the entire room off into a chaotic frenzy. The thousands of Sluts that had been packed into the foyer like sardines had so much energy built up over the evening that once it was set free, it exploded like a neutron star. They trampled each other, climbing on top of one another, screaming, clawing like wild animals as they tried to escape the mansion before the Rubies and the Grimm tore each other to pieces. The front door…surely that was the place to run to! What better and easier escape was there than the front door? The Sluts moved all as one like a sea—a Sea of Sluts—the current propelling them toward the main entrance so they could finally escape the utter insanity that the evening forced upon them.
Unfortunately, before a single woman could open the door, Cinder and Yang crashed through the ceiling in a violent explosion, causing stone debris to fall and block off the path to escape. Their bodies kicked up a storm of dust and marble, and the crowd had to stop suddenly before they were crushed or caught in the crossfire. Most of them succeeded; a sorry few did not, being crushed beneath the falling stone. Cinder and Yang didn't seem to notice the Sluts surrounding them, at least not at first. Yang had landed on top of Cinder, punching her over and over in the face, though Cinder smiled wickedly through each attempted strike. Her Grimm-claw was jabbing Yang in the gut repeatedly to equally pathetic effect. However, within a few moments, Yang stopped hitting Cinder and vice versa, and both monsters turned to look at the many women who had hoped to escape. It was Yang's eyes that narrowed first.
"Where the fuck do you bitches think you're going?" she hissed evilly.
Cinder stared at the women with matched contempt. "I don't recall giving you permission to leave."
The Sluts hadn't realized what a horrible mistake they had made. Yang and Cinder were monsters, rapists, sinners of the most terrible degree, but above all else, they were petty bitches. These Sluts were supposed to be their future subjects, their pets, their, for lack of a better term, fuckslaves. If they were allowed to scamper out in the wild, it would be equivalent to letting the sheep roam out of their pen. Neither wannabe dictator had the desire to let them out. If they were more interested in running like cunt cowards, then perhaps they weren't even worthy of being sluts. Perhaps they were a different type of cattle altogether. To Cinder and Yang, the calculus was very simple, and their twisted minds came to a remarkably similar conclusion within seconds. To the Sluts terror and fear, both demons extended out their arms and pointed at the women, and their voices called out across the foyer to their Grimm and Ruby armies.
"Kill those motherfuckers!"
And while many of the Rubies and Grimm continued battling each other, several of them turned and suddenly charged toward the innocent women. The women at the back of the crowd were the first to be exposed, and they raised up their arms in pitiful defense as Grimm tackled them to the ground and clawed them to pieces. The women in the row behind them breathed a brief sigh of relief—right before a bunch of Rubies tackled them to the ground and tried clawing them to pieces.
"How dare you abandon Cinder?" one screamed as she pounded another woman's face in.
"Cinder commands that you die!" screamed another Ruby as she kicked a random naked lady in the skull.
"Roar, motherfucker!" screamed a third Ruby, causing the woman who she was punching to look up at her in confusion.
"Wait, did you just say roar—"
The woman's questions were answered when Ruby suddenly bit into her jugular like a ravenous wolf.
The entire room had descended into full-throated chaos, and with the Rubies fighting the Grimm, and the Grimm fighting the Rubies, and both Grimm and Ruby tearing Slut after Slut apart, Yang and Cinder resumed their fight. Cinder sneakily gained the upper hand, shooting flames out of feet and launching her and Yang back up through the ceiling, causing even more stone to rain down into the calamity below. Their fight caused shockwaves to echo throughout the entire mansion, and each punch they threw was like thunder cracking through the sky. They vanished out of sight, leaving the rest of the women to incur their wrath. They didn't care about what misery befell the rest of them. As long as one of them became Queen and destroyed the other, they would be satisfied. With the main entrance blocked, the women had nowhere to go, and so their panic only multiplied as they scrambled across the foyer, trying to find an exit somewhere. Given that the only place for them to go was through the swarm of Grimm, it didn't bode well for them.
The Goddesses could have done something. Lust and Hate were hovering over the foyer, their sight set on the utter destruction and violence that had broken out among their favorite subjects. Yet, they were unable to lift a finger to resolve such a conflict. It wasn't that their powers were broken. They could have, if they truly desired, waved their hands and made the battle stop. But they couldn't. Emotionally, the Goddesses were completely distraught—and a little horny—but mostly distraught. How had everything gone so horribly wrong? Why were their favorite pets fighting each other to the death? This was supposed to be a joyous evening, one where their greatness would finally be recognized and their asshole Brothers would rue the day for ever erasing them from history. Instead, because of their tampering, everything was ruined. It was their tampering that gave Cinder an immense Ruby army, and it was them who allowed Yang's demonic self to run rampant in her sexual vengeance. The Goddesses of Lust and Hate could only hold each other in shame at how everything had fallen apart under their watch, and it was their self-doubt that prevented them from interfering, lest they make anything even worse. Maybe their Brothers were right after all about their poor rule. Technically, those bastards weren't any better; who was it that wiped out Humanity the first time again? But at this rate, the Goddesses would oversee an extinction themselves, and so in their trauma, they resigned themselves to watching the Sluts run and flee from the monsters that tried to destroy them.
However, among the crowd, the chaos, and the noise, one woman wasn't running. She wasn't panicking. In fact, she wasn't moving at all. The trauma wouldn't let her.
At some point, Pyrrha rose back to her feet, and she stared at the carnage from a lonesome spot in the corner of the foyer. She couldn't believe her eyes. So many Grimm. So much bloodshed. It was all so…familiar. Not just the sights; the sounds of screams and violence, and the visceral smell of blood in the air. For that moment, she was no longer in the mansion surrounded by naked women. She was in the middle of a stadium, surrounded by once-adoring fans whose cheers had turned to horrified gasps. Laying in front of her was Penny Polendina, cut into four pieces, slain by a combination of Cinder's manipulation, Emerald's powers, and her arrogance. It didn't matter that she had been manipulated. It didn't even matter that Penny wasn't human. That guilt haunted her until the moment an arrow pierced her heart and beyond. No matter what she had done to leave that life behind her, no matter how desperately she abandoned that identity, that guilt, that fear of that worthless little girl was still inside of her. And now, staring at the madness, it was all bubbling up and boiling over inside of her.
This…this was her fault, wasn't it?
One of the Grimm finished tearing apart a random woman, and its bloodred gaze turned onto her. She was defenseless, motionless within a sea of absolute chaos. While there were Rubies and Sluts all around her that drew its attention with their frantic running and shouting, none of them drew its attention like her. Gross saliva pooled out of its lips. It bared its teeth. It pressed one claw forward—and then it charged as fast as it could. A miraculous path to the redhead cleared through the carnage, and the Grimm had a straight shot to its next victim. Pyrrha saw the beast coming, but she did not move or so much as raise her arms to defend herself. What good would fighting back do? Prolong a life that wasn't even meant to be? Fill some sense of pride that had long since been pounded out of her. Even if she had tried to fight back, she doubted she would have been effective. She was just a porn star now, not the star pupil of a top Huntsmen Academy. All she would do was delay the inevitable.
And perhaps, in some way, she knew that deep down, if the Grimm tore her limb from limb and slaughtered her, it would be exactly what she deserved.
The Grimm lunged through the air, and its teeth were about to sink into Pyrrha's flesh—when Nora leaped in out of nowhere with a vengeful shriek and struck the Grimm down with a single lightning-infused punch. The Grimm crashed into the floor and disintegrated, and the shockwave from the blast was enough to knock Pyrrha back to her senses. Nora grimaced at the remains of the Grimm, before grabbing Pyrrha by the shoulders and desperately shaking her, Ren slinking up behind her.
"Pyrrha, come on! We have to get out of here!" she screamed, horrified. For just that moment, Pyrrha didn't recognize her as the insane cum-starved ass-slut that had been parading around the mansion all day, but as her former teammate. She didn't move though, and Nora screamed more frantically at her. "What is wrong with you? We have to go!"
Pyrrha didn't budge. Nora couldn't possibly understand why, but she saw palpable darkness behind Pyrrha's gaze. The redhead couldn't even look her in the eye, maybe ashamed of their mutual nakedness or frightened to see what was within her friend's mind. Within moments, the fragments of tears started to form in Pyrrha's eyes, and Nora heard her whisper something she couldn't believe.
"I…I did this…didn't I?"
Nora was taken aback. "W-What?"
Pyrrha's voice trembled. "I did this. This was all my idea. I brought all these people here. This whole thing was my idea. Everyone here…they are all going to die because of me."
Nora shook her head. "That's crazy talk, Pyrrha! You need to snap out of it—"
Yet, before Nora could utter another word, Pyrrha threw Nora's hands off her, causing Nora to stumble back in surprise.
"Don't you get it?" Pyrrha screamed, the tears flowing more freely. "I can't do anything right! I couldn't be a Huntress! I couldn't tell Jaune my feelings! I couldn't protect Beacon! I couldn't win an Adult Movie Award for Best Picture! Every single thing I do, I end up failing! And now, I'm failing again. I tried to save everyone, I tried to make everyone have fun together and unite, but it's all been a fucking disaster! The Grimm are going to destroy everyone, and Cinder is going to take over the world, and everyone I care about is going to die! I spent so long running from all of you, I…I just wanted to make this right, Nora. I just wanted to help people, but I'm a fucking failure. I…I don't even know who I am anymore. I fucked up my first life, and now, even though I had a second chance, I just let everyone manipulate me and hurt people again. Why…why can't you see what I've done? Why…" Pyrrha closed her eyes in shame. "Why won't you just let me die like I'm supposed to?"
Pyrrha bowed her head in shame. Nora simply stared at her, unable to muster up the courage to talk. Somehow, despite the absolute carnage reigning around them, the world seemed to become completely quiet, lit up only by the pathetic, whimpering sobs coming from the distraught former Huntress. So many of those thoughts had been building in Pyrrha's head for months since her resurrection, but she had always buried them behind sex and drugs and lust. How much of the former Pyrrha Nikos remained, and how much had been bled into the anemic shell of Nyrrha Pikos was irrelevant. Both of them were failures to her, used and discarded like cheap condoms. If the entire mansion collapsed on her, maybe then she would finally feel the weight taken off her shoulders.
But, to Pyrrha's surprise, she did feel something on her shoulders. She opened her eyes and looked down at herself. Someone had draped something soft and warm around her body, covering up her nudity. It was like a blanket—no. A sheet.
Pyrrha felt another hand on her shoulder, and Lie Ren silently nodded toward her. Nora gently caressed her cheek, and to Pyrrha's shock, she pulled her in for a strong hug.
"Pyrrha," Nora said kindly, smiling into her shoulder. "You aren't a failure. You're our friend. You've done so much to try to help everyone. It's not your fault that things went wrong. You can't put the expectations of the entire world on you and think you can stand up straight. If you should be mad at anyone, you should be mad at Ren and me. We spent this whole evening doing kinky sex stuff instead of spending time with you. We may have been able to stop Salem, Cinder, and Yang if we had worked together."
"What? No," Pyrrha said, trying to resist her. "You two were having fun. That's all I ever wanted for anyone. I just…I just wanted the women here to have a good time."
"And we all did have a good time," Nora explained. "So many of the women had fun tonight because of your hard work. It's not your fault that these crazy Gods and monsters all showed up. You were trying your best. That's what matters to us."
"Pyrrha," Ren stated, quiet and startlingly coherent. "You have never been a failure in our eyes. Most women would never think to solve world peace all on their own."
"And most women would never try to take on a Fall Maiden on their own!" Nora added. "The fact is that you have always tried to push your own limits, whether it be in fighting or directing some really artistic porn. That is the Pyrrha that we love and admire. That is our friend who adds so much to the world."
Pyrrha quietly wiped some of the tears away from her eyes and leaned into Nora's hug. "I'm…I'm so sorry I never reached out to you when I came back to life."
"We forgive you," Ren said honestly. "And I'm sure Jaune does, too."
That was right. Jaune. She loved that man once. God, how strange those days at Beacon seemed now. Pyrrha, stunned by the sheer love and affection she was receiving from her former teammates, finally embraced Nora's embrace, and Ren joined them from behind to complete the group hug. They all smiled as they were reunited, perhaps for the first real time in years.
"You know," Pyrrha mumbled, "this feels really nice."
"Yeah," said Nora. "Kind of weird though, since we're naked and surrounded by dead bodies."
Pyrrha glanced around them. Yes. That was completely true. A few hours ago, this probably would have led to a threesome between them. Now, they were simply happy to be alive. They pulled away from each other, their faith in each other resolved. Pyrrha's eyes dried up. Her doubts had dissipated. That hole she had been trying to fill in her life seemed to be complete, and all she ever needed was her friends.
Unfortunately, their moment of peace was interrupted when Neo suddenly popped her head up next to them, pushing her way between the group.
"Excuse me," she said kindly. "I hate to interrupt the feely-weelies, but may I remind all of you that we're in the middle of a goddamn warzone!"
Pyrrha, Nora, and Ren checked all around them, and they were inclined to agree with Neo's assessment. The Grimm and Rubies were ignoring them, but only because they were annihilating each other and everyone in the surrounding area. The amount of bloodshed hadn't slowed at all during their heart-warming reunion, and the shockwaves from Cinder and Yang's battle were rattling the mansion walls and threatening to send the entire house crumbling to the ground. They all suddenly realized how naked and exposed they were, and with no weapons, their odds of successfully defending themselves were rather slim. Ren's Semblance could shield them from the Grimm's gaze, but the rabid, frothing Rubies would gleefully tear them into sexy little pieces. They all realized very quickly that while, emotionally, they were happy, physically, they had never been more fucked. Okay, physically they had been fucked way more; perhaps thematically they were fucked.
"Okay, so…" Nora said awkwardly. "We need to get out of here."
"Yeah," said Pyrrha. "We are probably going to die."
"Is there another exit?" Ren asked. "I don't really remember…because of the sheet."
"I think there was an exit near the basement," Nora noted, pointing toward the massive sea of blood-soaked beasts. "Riiiiiiight past them."
"Great," Neo stated. "So, we're fucked."
"Possibly."
Neo pouted and threw up her hands in frustration. "Goddammit! First Cinder dumps me, and now I'm going to get murdered by her army of Ruby Roses. This is a fucking mess."
"Don't give up hope," Pyrrha said. "I'm sure we can figure out a way out of this."
"How?" Neo asked aloud. "Every single exit is covered up by monsters and bitches! We have none of our weapons. I'm too tired to fight back because I had my ass fucked earlier. Even if we run away, Yang or Cinder are going to take over the entire world and blow us all up anyway. This entire thing is fucking awful. There is literally no way we are going to survive this. Shit, at least when I worked for Roman and I was caught in an unwinnable situation, I got fucking severance pay!"
Pyrrha narrowed her eyes. "Have we…ever worked out what your relationship with Roman was?"
"Does it matter?" Neo said, exhausted. "My relationship with him is that we are going to be hanging out in Hell soon because we are going to fucking die. I mean, it's not like a magical escape ship just happens to crash through the ceiling in the next five seconds—"
And then, at that exact moment, the ceiling exploded, and an Atlassian airship crashed through the foyer. The stone rubble rained down, and the ship landed in front of Pyrrha, Nora, Ren, and Neo with a splat, crushing a whole bunch of Rubies and Grimm in its wake. The ship's fiery engines slowly died off, and the three-quarter-complete Team JNPR stared at the ship in disbelief. Neo's mouth dropped to the floor, and with wide, shocked eyes, she gazed upon her own hands and whispered.
"Holy shit, I'm magic."
NPR had no idea what caused the ship to crash into the mansion, and most other women were far too busy running for their lives to pay attention to any new chaotic element added to the mansion. That left room for NPR to speculate about its origin. Was it the Gods coming to save them with divine intervention, or perhaps the Atlas authorities had finally caught wind of their sexual deviancy and decide to break up the party? None of them had any idea what to expect, and Neo was far too amazed that her words—and that obnoxious trope—actually caused that ship to materialize. However, they received some answer when the side door to the airship suddenly opened up, and a figure stepped out into the open. Pyrrha was stunned to see that the figure was a man; hell, she was pretty sure she forgot what a man looked like after everything! It wasn't a young man, either. His features were faded, his hair thin and turned grey to match his extended goatee. He dressed in a long white coat, a shotgun clenched in one hand and some strange, alien-looking device in his others. His narrow eyes pierced through his glasses and fell upon the four naked Huntsmen—only to then fall upon the boyfriend-girlfriend duo that seemed to stare at him with some recognition. His voice was stern, coarse, and above all, disappointed.
"Nora Valkyrie and Lie Ren," he grumbled. "Why am I not surprised to see you at the center of this mess?"
Nora's eyes lit up in excitement. "Doctor Incest! Long time, no see!"
Pyrrha seemed bewildered at her friend's announcement. "You know this man?"
"Of course!" Nora exclaimed. "This guy is my psychiatrist! I wasn't expecting to see you again, Doc."
"And I was praying I would never see you again," Doctor Johnathan Q. Incest said with a growl. "You were supposed to be avoiding sexual circumstances, not hanging out with…whoever this happens to be."
"Oh, this is my friend, Pyrrha Nikos," Nora said, gesturing to her fellow redhead. "She's my friend I told you about. You know, the dead one."
"She doesn't look very dead."
"She got better."
"I see," Doctor Incest grumbled. He glanced at the short, ice-cream-colored woman, who realized that she probably wasn't magic, yet was nevertheless satisfied by her impeccable timing. "And who is this?"
Nora did not have to introduce the other woman, because she jumped up and happily waved at the Doctor. "Hi! I'm Neo. I'm hilarious."
"That remains to be seen," the Doctor said plainly.
Nora scratched her temple. "What are you doing here anyway, Doc? You don't seem like an orgy fellow. At least…not anymore."
The Doctor showed them the strange device in his hand, which was blinking and blooping and seemed to be lined with strange moving parts. "I was in my study going over my research, when my Bang-O-Meter started reacting violently to something in Atlas. I had never seen such a spike in Bang Units in my entire life. My heart became consumed by grief at seeing the evil that I have spent my entire life fighting grow to leviathan proportions. I knew that I had to come here to put a stop to whatever madness had transpired and yet seeing it now, I am absolutely baffled at what I am seeing. In fact, I can hardly comprehend what I am seeing. What sexual anarchy have you wrought upon this Kingdom?"
Nora shook her head. "Actually, we had nothing to do with this."
The Doctor frowned. "You are telling me this orgy wasn't your fault?"
"Not this time," said Ren with a casual shrug.
"Then whose fault is it?"
"God, that would take a long time to explain," Neo stated. "Like, the twists and turns would blow your mind, dude."
"The short version is," Nora said, taking a deep breath, "a pair of Sex Gods have accidentally been awakened and now a demonic version of Yang Xiao Long and a Grimm army are going to war against the Fall Maiden and her army of Ruby Roses, who happens to be Yang's half-sister. You remember Yang, right?"
Doctor Incest grimaced. "Yes, I recall. That damned blonde afflicted with the Eternal Hotness. I prayed that her near encounter with death would dissuade her from her fetishes. That is most unfortunate."
Pyrrha placed her hands on her hips. "You don't seem too surprised by the whole Sex God things."
"Young lady, I have no time for tomfoolery. I am here to put an end to this madness in its entirety."
"Yeah, well, good luck with that, ya DILF," Neo stated. "Again, we have literal gods and demons and shit. I don't know how you expect to end this other than bashing your head against a wall. Plus, even if you could end this, why would we ever listen to you?"
The Doctor opened his mouth to explain, but he found himself caught off-guard by a sound coming at him from his left. The room was still a battleground, and in the fury, a single Ruby had decided to slaughter the strange man-thing that had crushed her brethren. She jumped in the air and lunged straight at the man's head, seeking to claw his head straight off his shoulders. However, before she could strike him, before she could attack, before she could even let out a battle cry, Doctor Incest casually raised his shotgun in the air and blasted the Ruby's head into pieces without so much as a sideways glance. Her lifeless, decapitated body plopped onto the floor in a dead heap, and he just stood there like a badass, twirling his shotgun before wiping his glasses off on his sleeve. Nora stared at him in shock. Ren stared at him in shock. Pyrrha stared at him in shock. Neo looked back at her hands.
"How do I keep doing that?"
"I've been gathering readings from my Bang-O-Meter for the past several hours," Doctor Incest explained, showing the enigmatic device to the four of them. "It appears that there are four massive spikes in Bangomity coming from within the center of the mansion. They overshadow all other sources of Bang, even when controlling for the average Bangness of each woman here. Would any of you know what the source of that could be?"
Pyrrha thought about that long and hard. Four Bang sources? At first, she thought the Goddesses of Lust and Hate would be the obvious sources, but there were only two of them. She next thought that Cinder and Yang could supplement for the lack of Bangness, but would it make sense that their Bangomity matched that of literal Sex Goddesses? It didn't make a lot of sense to Pyrrha; okay, none of this made sense, but that made no sense within the little senseness there was. The sources couldn't be the Rubies, it couldn't be Salem, it likely wasn't a tentacle or a Grimm, and she didn't know how it could be a Trial from the Slut-Off or a futanarium-heroin concoction. What in the world could possibly create such a powerful spike in Bangomity, whatever the fuck that was?
Then, Pyrrha suddenly had a revelation. "The Relics…"
Doctor Incest raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"The Relics!" Pyrrha suddenly announced. "That has to be it!" All at once, Nora, Ren, and Neo understood. The original purpose of this gathering was to have an orgy, unite all Humans and Faunus in the world in their love of lesbianism, collect the Four Relics, summon the Two Brothers, and once they had seen that the world had solved their differences, they would fix the entire world and bring about peace. However, due to mental manipulation by the Sex Goddesses, Ciel had accidentally collected four different, identical Relics, which instead freed the Two Sisters from some other-dimensional prison and allowed them to roam on Remnant in pursuit of power. That was the gist of it, at least. The major point was that the Four Relics was what brought the Goddesses into this world, and it seemed entirely likely to Pyrrha that it was the Four Relics that explained the Bang Spike.
She explained her theory allowed, and the Doctor nodded in agreement. "Yes, that makes sense. Where are these Relics?"
"Somewhere in the foyer," Pyrrha explained. "Honestly, I kind of lost them in all the craziness."
"As long as they are within the mansion, it does not matter," Doctor Incest explained. "They must be destroyed."
"Destroyed? Are you sure?" asked Nora.
"Think about it," the Doctor reasoned. "The Relics are what brought these awful, manipulative Goddesses into our reality. Perhaps their existence, their union, is what binds them to our world. If we destroy the Relics, not only will we destroy the primary source of Bangness, but maybe we can detach the Goddess from our reality."
"And maybe," Pyrrha said, the realization coming over her, "if we send the Goddesses back where they came from, all of these sexy thoughts in our heads will finally be destroyed as well!"
"Returning the world to normal!"
"And destroying the Hotness once and for all!"
While Pyrrha and Doctor Incest were on the same page, Neo seemed unconvinced. "I don't know. I mean, this has been a lot of info to dump on us in the last chapter."
"The last…what the hell is she talking about?" Doctor Incest asked. Pyrrha waved him off.
"Don't bother. We have no idea what her deal is."
"My deal is I'm the fucking best, bitch," Neo stated.
"Whatever," Pyrrha said dismissively. "The point is that we need to locate the Relics and destroy them once and for all."
"If they are within the building as you say, that should not be a problem," Doctor Incest said confidently, turning back into his ship. "Something I learned in medical school: always come prepared for the worst." He vanished from sight, but within moments, the ship began to scream. A back door opened up that none of them had previously noticed, and when they glanced inside, they realized why he seemed so sure of himself.
The Doctor had brought a bomb.
A really big fucking bomb.
He was going to blow up the entire mansion…and Pyrrha was surprisingly okay with that.
She turned toward Nora and Ren, and all three of them spoke at the exact same time. "We need to get the hell out of here."
"No shit!" Neo exclaimed. Her mind was sharp, and she quickly ran toward the airship. Before the Doctor had even finished unloading the massive bomb, she sprinted toward the aircraft and jumped onboard, ready to get the ever-loving fuck out of the sex mansion. Doctor Incest groaned bitterly, but he did not stop her. The bomb was about as big as he was, and he used all of his strength to shove the large weapon out into the foyer. He hoped that in the middle of the fighting, no one would notice the gigantic explosive device sitting around amid a pile of corpses. Whether or not his hypothesis was correct was yet to be determined. Despite that, he agreed with Nora's assessment that it was time to leave, and while he did not care at all for Neo, he could not fault her for boarding the ship to make their grand escape. In fact, he actively encouraged it.
Nora, Ren, and Pyrrha all nodded at each other and sprinted aboard the airship as well, leaning out the door and scanning the room for survivors.
"Guys, it's time to go!" Pyrrha shouted into the foyer, and those lucky few who recognized their voices understood the call.
The first was Winter and Willow Schnee. Willow never fully recovered from the psychological effects of banging her own daughter, and Winter had been dealing with some mild concern that she may have knocked up her sister during their little threesome. Of course, at the time she was actively trying to impregnate Weiss, which didn't help matters in the slightest, but she now realized that Weiss having an incest baby was probably bad. Child support. Birth defects. Child support. Shit, she wasn't exactly making bank on a Huntress's salary. However, those concerns had disappeared during their attempts at survival. Winter had protected her mom and helped them keep a low profile ever since Salem's re-emergence, Yang's ascent, and the great Ruby collapse. During the fight between the Rubies and the Grimm, Winter, and Willow smartly hid in a corner, protected by a large knight Winter summoned with her Semblance. Whenever a Grimm or Ruby got near them, the knight would slash them in half, and Winter considered camping out until the battle was done. However, once she saw the airship and heard Pyrrha's voice, she realized that she had an escape route. She whistled to her summoned knight, and the massive glowing creature picked her and Willow up in its grasp. It carried them over to the airship, bounding across the battlefield, and safely deposited them in the airship's loading bay, where they would be safe from the violence.
What about Ciel Soleil, the self-proclaimed favorite side character? The last thing she remembered before passing out was so many tentacles in her body. God, is that where all the cum came from? There was a lot of cum in a lot of places. She had no idea how she would wash that out of her. Also, where the fuck did all of these Rubies come from? And the Grimm? She felt like she missed something important. She casually wiped the cum out of her eyes and glanced around, only to spot a massive Grimm rushing toward her. She hadn't even the time to brace herself before the Grimm's rush was halted by a green laser beam shooting out of the distance. She hadn't even the time to question that before she felt herself scooped up in a pair of powerful robot arms.
"Salutations, Ciel!" Penny said, surprisingly cheerful for someone covered in an awful lot of blood. "I am glad to see you have not been massacred."
"Penny, what is happening?" Ciel asked.
"Lots of things!" Penny stated. "You missed many crucial events while you were unconscious. I do not have the time to explain them all. All I can tell you is, as the Protector of Mantle, we seem to be in serious danger." Penny scanned her surroundings and let out a long whistle. "Honestly, I'm not sure how I can fuck and suck my way out of this one."
Ciel, being the sophisticated woman she was, quickly noticed the airship and pointed Penny in that general direction. "Any chance we can leave through there?"
"And abandon Mantle? I could not do that," Penny stated heroically. "It is my job to save these people, not leave them to die. There are many women still trapped in here, and I am the only one who can defeat the Grimm and then fuck them to restore their happiness. Leaving isn't an option."
Ciel was not satisfied with that answer. "Nah. We're leaving."
"We are staying," Penny repeated.
"But what if the Grimm escaped already?" Ciel asked. "We are technically in Atlas, not Mantle. It's possible a few Grimm are roaming down in the unprotected city as we speak. By staying here, aren't you leaving the real Mantle to die?"
Penny considered Ciel's logic. She had a point. This mansion was not her primary defense target. A theoretically infinite number of people could die here, and her programming would have no opinion of it. Besides…what if people on the airship needed to be screwed? If they needed her horny help, it would be wrong for her not to assist!
"Okay," Penny said happily. "Let's leave."
Ciel blinked. "Wow. That was…easier than I thought it would be."
"Oh, Ciel," Penny smiled. "You should know by now: I am very easy to manipulate into doing immoral things."
Yes. Yes, she was.
Penny peacefully flew over the room to the airship, glancing only mildly at the absolute bloodbath occurring beneath her. A few women reached up to the sky and screamed for her to help them. She ignored them. Not Mantle, after all. The Grimm promptly ate them alive. She noticed a few Rubies beating the shit out of an elderly woman. Ah, Ruby. What a kind Soul. Still not Mantle, so she ignored it. Penny eventually touched down on the entrance ramp to the airship and deposited Ciel on the floor. She waved to the others who had gathered within and took a step forward.
"Salutations, everyone—"
"Oh, fuck no!" Neo screamed, rushing toward Penny. She stopped right in front of the android's tracks and pointed past her. "Get the fuck out of here, pedobot! Ain't no way we're saving you!"
Penny just smiled at her, blissfully unaware that she was not wanted. "Friend, I am here to leave for Mantle. Surely, there is enough room for me."
"Not if I can help it!" Neo declared, and she pressed her hands against Penny's shoulders and shoved her as hard as she could, trying to push her out of the airship. Unfortunately, Penny was a robot and Neo was very short and tired, so Penny did not move an inch. She didn't even flinch. She just smiled that stupid, innocent smile. Neo tried as hard as she could while the rest of the airship passengers watched her, but eventually, she just gave up. It turned out she could not, in fact, help it.
On the opposite side of the room, Blake Belladonna was slowly rising up to her feet. It was more difficult than she expected. She seemed to have forgotten what it felt like to have a normal body, as she had been recently filled up to the brim by mother's milk and had to carry around an extra twenty pounds of liquid in her belly. Thankfully, most of it seemed to have been squeezed out of her ass, so that was the good news. The bad news was that, thanks to her demonic ex-girlfriend, everyone around her was dying, and she wasn't sure how to get out of this situation. Luckily, Ilia was there beside her, also freaking the fuck out.
"We need to get out of here," Ilia exclaimed. Her legs were shaky and her loins were dripping with cum. She was still reeling from Yang banging the lesbian out of her, both physically and mentally. She wasn't saying she didn't love pussy anymore—because to clarify, she loved pussy. But she did have to seriously reconsider her position on cock. Inside of her. Right now. Because damn, she had been missing out. And yes, she knew that from the lens of trans-inclusivity, being a lesbian did not preclude a love of cock, but she had never fully considered the—wait, what the fuck was she thinking about? There were Grimm everywhere! Luckily, she heard Pyrrha's cry and saw the airship in the distance. "Come on, we can get out through there!"
"Right!" Blake shouted. "Mom, we need to—" Blake turned toward her mother, and gasped in fear. Kali was still on the ground, sputtering and trying to recover from her tentacle shellacking. While on the outside she regained her normal fit form, there was no doubt that her insides had been severely stretched and battered by the tendrils. Was she ever to recover? Blake was not sure. However, at this moment, it seemed like she wasn't going to be given the chance. What caused Blake's heart to sink was that Kali's body was surrounded by not one, not two…but three Ruby Roses, who all stared at her with unsatiable gluttony, lust, and evil intent.
"Ooh, look!" one Ruby screamed, delicately fingering herself over Kali's prone body.
"A sexy MILF all by herself!" exclaimed another, fondling her breasts. "Cinder would be so happy if we killed her!"
"We have to please Mistress Cinder!" shouted the third, excitedly jabbing Kali's shoulder with her toe. "Should we violate her first?"
"Oh, I know! Let's eat her!"
"Yeah! We've never tried cannibalism before!"
"Gonna munch that sexy MILF pussy!"
"And then eat her heart!"
"Yeah, let's eat her organs!"
"Great idea, Ruby!"
"Thanks, Ruby!"
"I love it, Ruby!"
With all three Rubies in agreement, they leaned forward and grabbed a hold of Kali's limbs. Two of them grabbed each leg, and one of them grabbed her arms, the poor cat MILF too weak to fight back. They eagerly pulled on her, hoping to rip her apart so they could devour what was within, much like a holiday turkey. They had gone totally bonkers, not giving a shit about their Huntress morals or Kali's Humanity. All they cared about now was the violence and havoc they could wreak in the cause of their great Goddess Cinder Fall, and that meant nothing was off-limits for them, even sex cannibalism. They bared their teeth like the Grimm they fought against.
Blake clenched her fist. "Get the fuck away from her, you perverted whores!" With determination swelling within her, Blake jumped into action to save her mother. Ilia, wobbly-legged but steel-hearted, followed suit. The two Huntress sprinted toward the Rubies, and before the busty redheads could commit their horrible sin, Blake and Ilia sent them flying with a pair of jumping kicks. The Rubies slammed into the floor, startled by the resistance of the Cat and the Chameleon. The two Faunus did not let up, sprinting over the Rubies' crumpled bodies and just…just beating the shit out of them.
"Get away from my hot mom!" Blake screamed.
"Yeah, fuck off away from my girlfriend's hot mom!" Ilia screamed.
"Yeah—wait are we dating now?" Blake asked, still punching Ruby.
"I don't know!" Ilia screamed, also still punching Ruby. "Do you want to be?"
"I don't know if I want to be in a committed relationship right now!"
"Well, maybe you could consider it?"
"It's just a lot to process!"
"I'm sorry for pushing!"
"No, it's okay! I understand your confusion!"
Blake punched Ruby. Ilia punched Ruby. The third Ruby slowly stood up, but before she could retaliate, she was sucker-punched by Kali, who recovered from the sight of seeing her hot, naked daughter in action. Ruby collapsed, and Blake and Ilia briefly stared at Kali in shock before the MILF straddled the bloody Ruby and beat the shit out of her.
"You two should date!" Kali exclaimed, each word punctuated by a brutal fist.
"Mom, you're okay!" Blake said, returning to punching Ruby as hard as she could.
"I will be as long as you are emotionally satisfied!" Kali shouted back. "I think you two are very cute together! Plus, if Ilia moves in with us, we could arrange threesomes together!"
"Wait, seriously?" Ilia shouted with a punch.
"Yes!" Kali responded with another punch.
"Do you just want us to date so you can have us to that thing where we eat you out?" Blake asked.
"That's just an added benefit!" Kali admitted. "Truthfully, I've always thought you would be a cute couple. You should both actively support one another and die you fucking cunt cunt cunt!"
Kali drilled Ruby extra hard in the nose, and the redhead sobbed, through her broken jaw. "Ow! Stop hitting me!"
Kali punched her again. Blake and Ilia glanced at each other, shrugged, and then returned to beating on their Rubies. They considered Kali's suggestion. They did just have sex, and they were close friends, and they would easily move in together, and threesomes would be fun, and Blake was pretty sure she was back on the incest train—but really, that was a conversation for a different time when they weren't threatened by constant death. For now, they focused on punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and punching and cursing and punching.
And punching.
When they were finished with the punching and the Rubies were no longer moving, Ilia, Blake and Kali all stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. Their bodies had been put through the wringer, but somehow, they were all still alive. Yang hadn't destroyed them. Salem hadn't destroyed them. Most importantly, they hadn't destroyed themselves. They found each other through the darkest depths of depravity, and despite all of the sin and incest, they had a chance to make something better in the future. They nodded and raced toward the airship, certain that they would sort out their sexual desires in due time. Also, maybe they could get back to that whole mom-daughter-friend cunnilingus business they were doing before on the ship. Maybe.
Once all parties had finished boarding up the airship and the seats were filled, Doctor Incest checked behind him one last time. Pyrrha, Nora, Ren, Neo, Ciel, Penny, Willow, Winter, Blake, Kali, and Ilia had all piled into the ship, taking up all available seats. There may have been other Sluts in the mansion that would have loved to escape on the ship, but unfortunately, the seats were full, and even if they weren't, none of them were important enough for him to let them on board. Plus, he didn't have the time. The Grimm started to take notice of them, and it was only a matter of seconds before they swarmed the ship. With the bomb unloaded and the passengers seated, Doctor Incest fired up the engines. The jet roared to life and raised off the ground, and a few desperate Rubies pointed to the flying craft in rage.
"Get them!"
"They mustn't flee!"
"Did…did you just saw mustn't?"
"Yeah…it felt appropriate for the moment."
"You're such a nerd, Ruby."
The Rubies transformed into their Semblance forms, and they burst forward up into the air in a sea of raging red rose petals. Doctor Incest checked his rear-view mirror and growled. "Girls, we have company!"
Within a few moments, the Rubies totally overtook the jet, and just as it left the boundaries of the building and escaped into the dimly-lit orange sky, the Rubies landed on it and clung onto the metal framework for dear life. They were hellbent on taking the jet down, even if they died in the process. They knew that if a single Soul escaped, Cinder would never forgive them. In order to fulfill the will of their Mistress, they had to slaughter every single woman—and Ren and Doctor Incest—aboard that airship. Everyone would parish. Everyone would die. That would be their destiny. The Rubies would be victorious. They would destroy the world. And, as the Rubies began pounding away at the metal exoskeleton of the airship, as the women inside gasped in fear at the Rubies' spontaneous efforts to bring them down, as Doctor Incest primed his shotgun for a fight…Winter Schnee suddenly had a revelation, and she stood up in terror.
"Wait a second!" she shouted. "What happened to Weiss?"
Weiss and Ruby sprinted through the lower hallway hand-in-hand, their bare feet practically bouncing off the cold marble flooring. They didn't know what was causing the entire mansion to shake like an earthquake, but they really didn't want to find out.
"This way!" Weiss shouted. "There's an exit through the stables!"
"The stables?" Ruby asked, her fear giving way to excitement. "You have horses."
"A lot of rich people have horses, Ruby," Weiss explained frantically. "We can escape on horseback and leave this awful mansion behind us!"
The mansion rocked again, and Ruby stumbled only for Weiss to catch her. They shared a romantic smile and continued on their way.
"Where will we go?" Ruby wondered.
"Anywhere!" Weiss stated. "Screw everyone else and their perverted fantasies! All that matters is that it's you and me together. We can start a new life away from all this sex clone snuff bullshit!"
Ruby liked the sound of that. The truth was that she never considered running away with Weiss before. Sure, she loved the woman to death—something that seemed way more literal now in context—but it was hard to imagine just the two of them, alone somewhere off in the wilderness. She had never been without Yang or her father, or Team JNR, or Blake and Qrow. Could she really start a life all on her own with the woman of her dreams? However, the more she thought about it, the more she realized how appealing the idea sounded. Weiss was right in that she had been poisoned by sex clone snuff nonsense. She had seen a hundred clone versions of herself perish, killing each other and purposefully suiciding on Cinder's hard cock. Her value as an individual Ruby had been strained and bent so much it threatened to snap in two. Hell, some part of her still questioned whether or not she was authentic in even calling herself Ruby Rose. However, with Weiss by her side, those doubts dissipated. She felt real. Even if the future held a million questions, as long as she had that feeling, she knew that she would be okay. Perhaps that was the idea of true love. Her heart was swimming at the notion.
"Okay, screw it!" Ruby exclaimed. "Let's ride off into the sunset on horses together and live happily ever after!"
Weiss gripped Ruby's hand tighter, and they picked up the pace, two cum-covered naked lovebirds sprinting through the halls. The crashes seemed to be getting closer, but so too were they getting closer to escaping. They just had to go down one flight of stairs to the stables, and then they would be home free.
Of course, nothing would ever be that simple; the wall before the stairwell suddenly exploded inward, and three Beowolves burst into the hallway, cutting off the lovers' escape. The snarling beasts stared daggers through the vulnerable young ladies, intending to feast upon their bones. Weiss and Ruby slid to a stop, but they did not show any fear.
Weiss's brow furrowed. "Oh, no you fucking don't," she hissed. "You don't get to ruin my happily ever after that easy."
Ruby glanced at her with confidence. "Ready to kick some ass, WhiteRose-style?"
"Hell yeah," stated with a flashy grin.
The Grimm charged at them, but they were immediately no match for the power of love. Ruby burst forward in a flurry of rosepetals, circling around the Grimm and catching them off-guard. She trapped them within the flowery circle, their gazes sent spinning as Weiss raised her arms in the air. A large glyph materialized in the air above the Grimm, and before the Grimm could react, an army of Lancers descended upon them, their glowing white stingers piercing straight through the Grimm's meager flesh. The wolves were no match for them, and they were hurriedly, violently pelted to the floor, smothered to death by the swarm of angry, summoned wasps. Ruby raced back toward Weiss, but instead of stopping, she merely swirled and scooped Weiss up in her arms, holding her bridal style. Weiss grinned up at her girlfriend like an idiot, in awe at her big-titted hero holding her up in her big, strong arms.
"Let's go, babe!" Ruby declared boldly, and she burst forward again, the rose petals transforming into a beautiful symphony of red and white. The swirling Semblance traveled right past the defeated Grimm and through the dissipating swarm of summoned Lancers, flying down the staircase at lightning speed, dipping around every curve and corner with outstanding grace. The lovers embraced each other within the Semblance, feeling their Souls swirling with their bodies, united together in love and passion. Cinder may have claimed the other Rubies' hearts, but the one true Ruby that remained was loyal to Weiss Schnee. Only that woman would ever have the rights to her Soul…and probably her ass.
They arrived at the stables just as the mansion began to shake more violently, and thank god for that. They didn't want to imagine what insanity was occurring on the other side of the Schnee Manor. They didn't even want to question how more Grimm had suddenly appeared. Frankly, it wasn't their war to fight. They just wanted out. Ruby gently lowered Weiss to her feet as she glanced around the stables. It appeared as most stables did: wooden, simplistic, quite cold, and damp with lots of straw. Ruby didn't know why she expected any different. Perhaps she thought that a rich, arrogant family like the Schnees would make their stables out of something fancy like gold or diamonds. Many of the individual stables appeared full of decently sized stallions, but Weiss took Ruby's hand and led her toward the end of the barn.
"Over here," Weiss stated. "Our fastest steed is located over—what the actual fuck!"
Ruby and Weiss froze in front of the stable in shock. There was the horse all right, white and proud in more ways than one. The majestic beast's stable was coated in copious amounts of cum, the thick, sticky white dripping down the wooden walls like globs of paint. The animal's cock was dangling beneath it, and who else was also hanging out beneath the animal than two obnoxious whores that Weiss and Ruby hadn't seen since a particular incident with a sponge cake many hours ago.
"Coco! Velvet! What the hell is going on here?" Weiss screamed at the top of her lungs. The nude and cum-soaked Coco and Velvet were lounging under the horse, their faces creamed, their holes stretched, and their bellies full of hot animal semen. Velvet meekly raised her hand and waved at the young Huntresses who caught them in such a compromised state.
"Oh, hi Weiss. Is this your horse?"
"Yes, that's my fucking horse!" Weiss exclaimed furiously. "What the fuck did you do to it?"
"Well, Nora was talking about horsecock a little while ago," Coco explained. Semen dripped onto her hair from underneath her beret, and she lowered her cum-coated sunglasses to stare at Weiss with satisfaction. "So Velvet and I were like…should we just find a horse and figure out what all the hype was about? So we did. And let me tell you…soooooooo worth it."
Weiss clenched her teeth and her fists in demented rage. "You…you bestiality bitches! I can't believe you fucked my horse!"
"So?" Coco asked accusingly. "You fucked your sister."
"Who's a consenting adult human!" Weiss cried.
"Incest is just as bad as bestiality," Velvet contended.
"What? No, it isn't! This is far worse!"
"Why?"
"Because…because…" Weiss couldn't exactly answer that question. She was sure there was a good reason, but you know, her moral code had been so utterly fucked this evening that she couldn't really think of anything. She would come up with a reason why horse-fucking was bad later. For right now, she needed to take Ruby and—"Ruby, stop staring at the horsedick!"
Ruby, who hadn't taken her eyes off the ginormous horsedick since she arrived, blushed furiously. "B-But, Weiss…it's so big."
"Oh my God, you fucking slut!" Weiss said with frustration. Ruby just shrugged innocently.
"What? I'm still a Ruby," she claimed. "I have urges."
Weiss facepalmed and muttered to herself. "I can't believe I'm in love with you."
Ruby smiled. "It's all part of my charm, I guess."
The mansion shook one more time, and Weiss realized that she would work out all of these issues in due time. There were infinitely more pressing matters at hand. She pointed to Coco and Velvet and then gestured toward the other stables.
"Fine. Whatever. You two just need to get out here. Go fuck one of the other horses for all I care."
"Actually," Coco said with a yawn, stretching her arms out over her head. "I think it's about time we split. I'm pretty tuckered out. Don't you agree, Velvet?"
"Yep," Velvet nodded. "We've been up all night. I think it's time we hit the hay. Well, not this hay…you know what I mean."
Coco stood up first, careful not to whack her head on the big, dangling horsedick as she stood up. She gently helped Velvet to her feet as a good girlfriend should, and together, the two of them walked toward the exit to the stables.
"We're heading out now," Coco said calmly. "This was a great party, Weiss. We should do this again sometime."
"It was great having sex with you, Ruby," Velvet said with a cute little smile and wave. "If you ever want to do more food stuff, you have our numbers. See you guys soon."
Ruby waved her Huntress friends goodbye. Weiss just rolled her eyes in disappointment. Coco and Velvet peacefully opened the doors to the stables and walked out into the unknown. Despite a strong desire to clean up the grotesque mess they made, Weiss realized it was time to follow suit. She would have to ask Ruby what kind of food stuff they were talking about. Another item on the long list of questions for the future. For now, Weiss took Ruby's hand, and together they hopped on the back of the white horse, holding onto each other for support. Weiss took the horse's reigns, and the creature reared back and whinnied before sprinting off out of the stables and into the open wilderness. The back of the mansion gave way to a small clearing of a lightly-dusted snowfield, and while the winds were rigid, Weiss was warmed by Ruby's arms tightly held around her stomach. The sun was slowly rising up over the horizon and greeting Atlas with its warm light. The orgy had lasted throughout the night, and though Weiss's body and mind had been thoroughly tested, and Ruby had been pushed beyond mortal limits, they somehow both managed to survive and thrive within each other's arms. They raced away from the chaos of the mansion on horseback, determined to go wherever it was that destiny took them. They would have to figure out a new life without Salem, Huntsmen, or the others, but they would adjust. They would have to come to terms with their crazy fetishes, but again, they would adjust.
And, once Weiss and Ruby realized they were pregnant with Winter's incest baby and Cinder's evil spawn respectively, they would adjust to that, too.