Author's Notes
Froninja: Hello beautiful people, FroNinja here with another drop on top of a drop on top of a drop on top of a drop. A drop basically. Sorry for the wait, as I was dealing with some long awaited business on the Youtube channel me and Jester run as a pristine functioning joint cell. But now that I have somewhat of the business logged in my inventory, I can start to get back on my regular schedule. Before we get started, I would like to address our most awesome reader, The Book. As always, thank you so so so so much for checking out every update, and taking time to leave feedback, that because of it, we're now more motivated in order to try and sculpt an even better story! And as for you previous question, the answer may pop out later in the story, but you'll just have to wait and see my friend! Also shout out to NeonPartyDude for checking out our collab. It was much appreciated, and hopefully we'll be able to do the same in the future.
Jester: Nice to see you're always looking out for the fans Fro. I see I've taught you well in the ways of the fur. Strong with you, indeed it is.
Froninja: Seriously, you are creeping me out on that front.
Jester:Accept the furry Huey... Do not turn away from it...Come to the fur side Huey. We have cookies...
Froninja: ...what kind of cookies?
Jester: Angel cookies...
Froninja:...well everyone, while I bring myself to almost certain destruction, please enjoy the long awaited program.
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-Karina's perspective-
Student dormitories;Karina's room- 1 month later
One thing that I have an inkling for in the morning that subsides the rage I contained the day before...candy bars. I don't know, there's just something about those little suckers that just gets a growing girl like yours truly salivating beyond its' station. In fact, I am chomping on one just to get my licks together after I finished my 12 hour long hacking session on the NSA. This makes it around the 2nd time I managed to take money from the bastards, and I even beat my record for how many times I can drink soda while I was typing away at the keyboard, breaking about 14 keyboards along the way.
Getting up at the wee hours morning-excuse my French-standing buck naked, greeting the awesome sunshine as I separate the blinds of my window, scratch my ass, take a stretch, admire the little boy in my bed and-
"Wait, what?" I take a double take at the little poodle boy sleeping gracefully in my bed, wearing his birthday suit accompanied by the cutest little Frankfurter I've ever seen on a guy. Noticing the details on my guest, I started to put two and two together like that old guy from England, and figured what went on last night, I showed him an after school lesson he won't be forgetting...unless he goes to therapy. Organizing everything in my cute little head, I managed to recover the fact that I was babysitting my neighbor's son, while she went out to the nightclub. Now this wouldn't be a problem on the overall, but asking an underage kid living by herself to babysit her son at two in the morning. Seriously, what kind of mother heads out to a nightclub at two in the morning on a Wednesday?!
Now that I think about it...
Flashback to last night
So I'm chilling in my room like usual, hacking away at the NSA just to pass the time. I've been at it almost since morning but I usually never try to hack more money away from most governmental organizations that I can. I would want to give some kind of fair fight in the process, otherwise it would be boring. It's been almost a month since me, Bubbles, and Jacob's aborted son became a team, and it's probably been a breeze in more ways than I can even mentally process, which I'm pretty much doing at every millisecond that passes. So far I've thought about the meaning of life, the cure for AIDS, elimination of fossil fuel energy sources, and who will win the award for best oral at the Porno Award show. Only one of these is getting full coverage hehehehe. The clock had its hands on 2' o clock in morn when I just finished my overclocking, which I celebrated by downing a bottle of Surge with food coloring. For some reason there was this weird old Rottweiler dude in front of 7/11 selling unopened bottles of Surge. Being the good Samaritan I am, decided to give him a hand in his concession by knocking him on the head with a steal pipe and taking his shit. Healing the world one step at a time.
I just finished downing my seventh bottle when I just heard the doorbell for my room go off.
"Who the fuck?!" I found myself yelling out. "Who in the fuck rings someone's doorbell...AT TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING?!" Despite my positive rage, I made way for the door. Along the way, my steps started getting heavier, along with my eyes getting blurrier and more dulled. My head started doing ellipses in a fucked up tangent. Shit, I completely forgot I get drunk off of carbonated drinks. Adding that with a dash of food coloring with every swig was a smart idea at first...but now it's still a smart idea. Soon I reached the door and opened to reveal a black-french poodle who dresses like she's somebody's sloppy seconds with a one piece party dress and high heels with no bra and panties on. Strung along with her was a little butter-colored puppy dressed in overhauls with some adorable Tiger stripe patterned sneakers, size fours by the lookie of it. Now that I look a little closer with concentration, I remember she's actually my neighbor from two doors down the hallway. I know she got divorced recently from a guy that was ten years older than her, but I didn't realize she was into playing for Peewee's team.
"Karina, dear?" I heard the bitch speak remotely as I was still trying the get my bearings. Quick! Say something meaningful before she gets suspicious!
" 'Ello me sweet pet! Everthin' luuverly jubberly innit? Pay no mind to the slight work in me nag! No skin off my arse, is it? I'll shit me north and south if it gets to dat!" SHITTTT...Thats good.
"...Ummm right?" Clearly they were impressed with my silver tounge, as I left them absolutely speechless, and staring at me with wide eyed confusion. I am awesome! "Anyway. I have to run some...errands downtown for a little while, but because of... um...traffic! I'm afraid I won't be back until morning. So I was wondering if you could watch my son for the rest of the night?" The little minx in question started fidgeting as she said that. Drool started to run down my cheek when I spotted him. "Well? Can you do it? You would be doing me a huge favor sweetie, and I promise I'll pay you back as soon as I can. I promise." I heard her pleas and woes in the corner pocket of my head, and decided to silence her with the most logical statement I could offer her in a impractical situation such as this!
"Awright." Like I said, awesome...
"Great! Thank you so much Karina! I really owe you one for this!" She started to jump for joy. For what, I had no frekkin clue as carbon poisoning was giving me a rousing spanking at the moment to ma dome. Before I could even confirm what the lady said, she had already shoved her little brat through the door frame, falling into my loving arms in the process."I'll leave him up to you then!" And with that, she scatted in the most joyous way imaginable, after leaving her six year old with a minor. It doesn't take a genius-which I am- to figure out where she's headed at this time of night in this Barbie runway clothes.
Seeing as how the situation is obviously shifted against me in the last few minutes, I decided to just take the kid inside my room, where we started to watch Spartacus: Gods of the Arena on Netflix.
We watched most of the season and it only took us an hour. My neighbor's son Jack was sitting on the floor pretzel style, while I was on sprawled out on my bed. It wasn't honestly my best season of the series, but the sex scenes were always a fucking riot to watch. Seriously! I think out of all of the seasons, this one had the most fucking in it! I guess it really shows the simple lifestyle we all want from the ancient Romans. And that's sex, AND blood. If you couldn't notice by now I'm not drunk and trying to seduce my neighbor's six year old kid. Noticing the trend of my thoughts, I cut to the scene where there was a party at the house, and everybody got drunk and fucked eachother, and I mean EVERYBODY. Damn, damn , damn, damn! I'm kinda feeling into it!I thought to myself, as I took a huge swig out my tenth Surge bottle and downed it like a sailor.
"You minth if I...faahh forwarth a bitd?" I asked Jack with a slurred speech. I don't even know how I'm even mentally processing right, but I'm rolling with it...like A ROLLING STONE...
"Oh yeah sure! You are so cool , my mom never lets me watch something like this!" He said with his Mickey Mouse voice. God I wanna fuck him...Not because he sounds LIKE Mickey Mouse, but because he SOUNDS like Mickey Mouse. If you can't catch what I mean by that...well you probably haven't paying attention so far. Heheheheh
"I'm pretthy shoo she does this every night." I said as I bit my lip seductively and crept closer to Jack. Soon my body started to get even warmer than it already was, and my floodgates were opened. I slouched over one his back with washboard boobs covering the gape of neck.
"Ummm... ?"
"Your mom isn't going to the store you know..." I said as the light in my head just went off, after I finished downing another bottle. This time I held the soda in my mouth. I then turned him around abruptly and placed my lips over his.
"Hmmmm!" Obviously he was pretty shocked. The liquids began to mix delightfully within our mouths with every slobber. The soda tipped a superp balance of taste with saliva, that gave the flavor of sweet and bland. At the same time, I skillfully began to flick and swish my tongue around young Jack's mouth and every region of it. I circled his tongue, scanning his taste buds, making my way from the sweet spots of the teeth to the bottom reaches of his throat. The surge swam around our two connected mouths making a whirlpool of sweetness that we both could taste. I just came a little. I took my tongue out of his mouth in which he then fell on his back from exhaustion. Giving him no time to rest, I pressed on with my attack and rubbed his crotch with gentle but great force. Soon the magic bulge started form around his front pocket. His cute throbbing erection was just enough to make me start drooling from both mouths. "Ahhh. ..." He yelped out my name in the cutest manner. The tears running from his eyes, and the thin strand of spit still present from just a few seconds ago made its way down to the neck of his shirt.
Keeping up the pace with the over the pants handjob, I started to suck the drool clean of his little neck. I circled around his nape, finding his sweet spots and picking them one by one with ease. I felt like I was playing one of those dating sim games Huey always raves about.
Meanwhile at Huey's house
*Achoo!*
"The hell? Is someone talking about me?"
Back at Karina's room
Touching, licking and fondling were already part of my repertoire, but the games helped realize there was even better science to it. Mixing chemicals as I went up and down his neck with rapid to slow strokes with my tongue, and finding solutions with rubbing his crotch. Testing the different hand motions that I could use that bring him higher with every single rotations and ascension. Eager to get my results, I stepped up the pace on both research methods. His breathing became heavier and more labored as I caressed from both ends. With my hand occupied with his erection, my free hand found itself taking off the buttons on his overhauls, and lifting up the shirt buried underneath exposing his tiny nipples to me. With a seemless transition, I brought my tongue down from the confines of his neck, dragging it across his upper body until I got to two most important test subjects. Noticing the stiffness plunging forward, my tongue caressed the middle of his right nipple, while pinching the left one with more aggressiveness.
"What cute nipples you have...kekeke" I moved around more and more. Clockwise. Counter-clockwise. Then clockwise again, trying to find the flavor of his desire through his nipples, and then savor them with the utmost care. Forget science experiments. I was a kid in a candy store right about now. "Hmmmm...vanilla...no no no...apricot, with a dash of...mint...hehehe. My fav." Pointing out the ingredients I made way with my dessert.
With all of these functions at work, I got along with my prancing along his body, toying with every single function I could find. Armpits, legs, that week old scab on his knee. I pranced through it all as he rolled out the red carpet for me along the way. Pretty soon his hips started moving on their own, and his breathing became more labored. Any minute now...
"Ms. Zaldwick... Ms Zaldwick! Something...something is...coming...It's coming...out! I'm gonna pee! I'm gonna pee!" And with that...
"Let it out baby. Let it ALL out." Sensing that the good stuff was coming soon, I quickly unzipped his front pocket, finally exposing his long awaited baby penis. It was barely a light shade of pink yet it still had some color to it, and the way it throbbed and jerked made a sizable impression as I gripped it tightly. I began to go faster and faster with every stroke along his shaft all the way to the dome, meeting his precum as I ascended and descended again and again. His nipples were also more stiffer now as I wiggled my tongue to his weak spot and pinched the other one.
"Here...here it comes. Here it comes!" In a moments flash, his cock exploded with warm and steaming white stuff. Hmmm... haven't had a fresh batch in a while. I continued to stroke and sync with his violent hip movements, and still his cum managed to keep firing off. Pretty soon it landed on my shirt and face with a warm feeling, an ambiguous smell, and a salty flavor to boot. After nearly ten seconds, he finally stopped cumming. My clothes were soaked and covered in his juices, along with my new throw carpet. Not that I minded. "Hah, hah. It...it wasn't pee?"
"No it wasn't. This is what comes out when I boy feels good. This is the stuff your mommy used to make you. You understand?"
"I...think so..."
"Do you wanna see how mommy made you?"
"How she made me. Yeah, I wanna see!"
"Somebody's eager huh?"Shit, now my switch got flipped. Too late to back out now. I then took off my stained shirt and removing my sweat pants. By the way, I'm going commando today. "Now pay close attention okay?" He nodded his head enthusiastically. "See your pee-pee here? When mommy gets really happy, she puts in here..." I then showed him my vagina which I laid bare in front of his face as his eyes grew wider."Do you wanna see how to put it in there?" Again, he nodded his head.
Just as eager to get started, I grabbed his amazingly still stiff dick and began to rub against my crotch. I felt its hotness rising through the tip as I scanned every part of it with my pussy lips. "Now watch closely." Feeling the shape of his stiffness, I submerged his erection in the combines of my sweet spot. His cock wasn't anything special, as it barely reached inside, but the pulsations from his member was enough to keep my interested for the most part. As I embraced deep inside, my hips began to move slowly back and forth. His penis slipped in and out as I began to ride him gently. "Well...how...does it feel?"
"I...don't know. I feel funny. There's something gripping my pee-pee. I feel it holding on to me..."
"Don't you worry...I make you feel even better." I moved my body even more in order to give him better stimulation. Seeing as how this was his first time, I made an effort to try and hold myself back and not try to go full apeshit on him. I'm at least that nice. With every stroke that I delivered, pleasure waves went straight through me as I grinded with each and every breath I took. I was honestly holding back, but dear Jack looked like he wasn't gonna last a minute let alone five. Knowing this, I gradually began to speed up and pace and better my rhythm to better outlast his. His dick tried its damnedest to reach further in, in which I felt every step of the way. With each thrust of my hips, fluid came nosily squirting out where our two members exchanged greetings again and again."Ah! Uh! Does it feel good?! Well?! Well?!"
"Yes! Yes! It feels so good! My pee-pee...feels like its about to melt!" Reacting to his statement, I speed up my grinding. The sensation of his member going in and out of me just resonated with the speed I was going at. Losing control for a brief second, I skillfully started to twist and twirl my hips out with every thrust in order to feel it more myself. Just the tiniest gyration made Jack lose control. Pretty soon he started pumping into me with small but surprisingly strong hips. Thrust, thrust, and thrust yet again was all I could think about as it went on and on. Soon minutes passed by as we continued our embrace. Before I could even think about it, my hips began moving even faster, and my excitement began to rapidly climb towards it's climax. As my body recognizes this, it moves further and further until he feels the same. I could feel his penis started to twitch violently inside of me in anticipation for ejaculation
"Jack! Jack! Ms. Zaldwick is really happy right now! I'm so...happy, I'm about to...explode!"
"Me too! Me too! My pee-pee feels so happy right now. I'm gonna explode too!"
"Together! Okay?!"
"Okay!" As we both reached toward the finish, I started to squeeze his cock with the walls of my vagina, as my both of our hips collided with eachother, creating a unique rhythm.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Soon I screamed and twitched as fluid straight from my clit came spraying out as we both came.
"Me too!"
With my final thrust, I felt Jack's member twitch even more as he squirted his warm load inside of me. Soon it became so full up that the mixed fluids began to spray out from it's urethra. I heard the adorable whines and moans come from Jack's mouth as he continued to come for a long time. I looked at his face which was drenched in spit and tears, with his face absent of emotion. His body also stopped moving after a while. I guess the shit was intense he fainted. As soon as I calmed down, I smacked around his cheeks a little for a reaction. No response. I then placed my ear on his chest, and I could hear his heart still beating.
"Oh thank god. He's still alive... I thought I killed someone through sex again!" I wiped sweat off my forehead in relief, and took his semen covered penis out. I stretched out my body as if I just finished as nice evening jog. The T.V was still on after all of that, apparently we fucked through the whole season. Then again it was SHORT season, hehehe.
After I finished wiping down my sweat, I had my eye on Jack's still unmoving body, but with a particular surprise. A still erect penis. This kid is something else. Even when he's knocked out. Feeling my member soil even more...I started to drool. "Well...might as well." With his unconscious body, I inserted his member inside me once more, and took up him for the remainder of the night...
Presently
"So that's what happened." I said as I recollected my memory as my naked, rocking and petite body gleamed in the sunlight."Now what do I do?" As I said that, he just let out the cutest groan as he shifted from left and right under the covers. His cute little peach butt sticking out from the peeks off the edge my bed, for me to gander at. The seductive little rugrat. I started licking my lips unconsciously, almost as if I was looking at that supreme sundae that Baskin Robins just put out for their anniversary. "I guess I should help myself right?" The only problem was how I was gonna explain this to that whore of a mother of his... Then again It's not a crime since we're both underage right? "Can't erase what's been done. Might as well." I then moved in to eat my breakfast.
Meanwhile in the upper mountains
Huey's Perspective
"When was the last time I did some shit like this?" I asked myself while standing on the two fingers on my right hand balancing off a very unstable board peeking off the edge of a very steep as hell cliff. While at the same time...
"Here's another one coming at ya!" In the middle of my internal complaint, Anthony chucked another frag towards where I was on top of the cliff. I had to admit that the guy had a good arm, seeing as how the cliff that I was balancing off of was almost thirty feet high from where he was even thinking about I extend my free hand to catch the grenade.
"Got it!" Or so I thought, as I let the frag slip off of my finger tips, which not only deflected the grenade but caused me to lose my balance of the board and fall down the cliff. Again.
"OHHHHH SHITTTTTT!" My body ragdolled down all the way down the cliff, hitting all kinds of tree'sIf you're curious, I've fallen about sixty times so far down this cliff since this morning's training started. While I was falling and busting my ass, the grenade that I couldn't catch was left floating in the sky. Noticing this, Kote jumped higher than professional basketball player times four and met the frags' trajectory and slashed it to bits with his sword before it could explode. The pieces of the grenade were sliced so cleanly and effectively I could barely see them anymore.
"Too freaking easy." He said as he landed gracefully on the ground with only the tip of his right toe, while putting his sword back in its' holster, all in in the same motion. Show off.
After falling and busting my ass for nearly three minutes down a rough terrain and landing on pure stone, Anthony walked over toward and just clicked his tongue in disappointment. Damn not only am I gonna be fucking sore when this over(even more so than I am now), but I have to have my ass laughed at as well, in which Kote obliged. Shrugging off the the pain, I managed to stand back.
"So, you uh...wanna explain what happened?" Anthony chidingly asked me, along with Kote's smirking face.
"Uhhh I fell?"
"'Fell'? Looks like Goroh just chucked your ass dirty laundry! Damn dude!" I couldn't really argue with him there.
"Looks you just got ragdolled like bad laundry!" Kote said.
"Terry just said that..."
"He did?! Did he say you got thrown like Haggar?"
"Goroh, actually."
"Damn it." Kote said as he facepalmed himself. "Wasn't even close." Is me busting my ass down a cliff THAT entertaining?
"More than you know bud."
"Shut up." Before I got roped into another argument, Anthony cleared his throat of laughter, and filled with a stern tone.
"Anyway, joking aside. You need to apply yourself to this training more. We've been at it for a month, and I'm barely seeing any improvement in you. I know you may see this as an unnecessary thing, but like I said so many times before, you need to rely less on Terry, and develop your own skills. If you do that, you'll become even stronger. You need to find your niche, like Kote here."
"Kote has been doing this since the day he could crawl. Not exactly a good comparison."
"Don't hate." Kote chuckled.
"If you don't want to be compared to someone, than become unique. Find your own path and go down it. You may not realize, but there are a lot more things out that's more threatening than that thing you guys fought off last time. Be they Non-types, creatures, Cryptic-types or otherwise. They might be closer than you think."
"So you're saying that there are people even stronger than you? And can kick more ass than you?" Kote asked.
"I wouldn't put that bluntly or in any other fashion..." Great he's pissed. "But yeah, it's true. And some of them are responsible for you should you go out of control. Think of them as school police." Kote and I looked at eachother in confusion.
"What do you mean 'responsible'? Who are these people you're talking about?" I asked.
"And who the fuck counts on school police for anything? They don't give me shit that's for sure." I don't think that was the point. Anthony remained quiet for a few seconds before speaking again.
"Technically, I'm not supposed to tell you this until you've gotten proper security clearance and the squad has had its' first mission...but I guess it wouldn't hurt. And training you guys really picks me up on a slow day." Our teacher ladies and gentlemen. "Now then you may want to sit down for this, cause this a long story." As told we both sat down on the stone hard ground and began to listen to Anthony's story. He cleared his throat and began to speak. "Ooookay, where to start? Well for starters, the organization that Fisk and Red are part of aren't necessarily the only authority when it comes to keeping the Cryptic-types in line, they're actually baby sitters. The guys I'm gonna tell you about, they're the fucking daycare. They are group owned by a PMC out in Europe somewhere, but they also have connections to other continents as well, even this one. Even though, the group is somewhat recent, the type of people in it have been around for a long time. Even when Cryptic-types were founded. In fact, they hunted them." I swallowed the spit that had been sitting in my throat for the longest.
"They hunt them? What are they some kind of special ops group or something?" I asked
" No. Even though they're sponsored by the PMC, they don't answer to anyone. No country, no government. These guys are nameless as far as files go."
"What are they like?"
"They mostly consist of freelance mercenaries with itchy trigger fingers and hungry blades, others ex-government officials and secret service operatives who found themselves in...unforseen circumstances. And so with nowhere to go, they were recruited by this group, and were given the single duty of keeping domestic Cryptic-types in line, and hunting down rogue ones. Even though you may think kind of weird for Non-types to go up against someone with supernatural powers, they were specialized in fighting them, and know how to exploit their weaknesses, not only that they skilled in almost everything lethal they make superpower armies look like shit by comparison, so they aren't to be taken lightly. If you want to get on a naming basis, as to what they call themselves nowadays, they're called The Thirteen Blades."
"Thirteen Blades..." I repeated.
"Why does that sound like the name of a movie? Seriously, where do shady groups come up with this shit?" Kote said.
"You got me kid. I didn't make up the naming rule book. Anyway, as you can probably guess, they are thirteen of them in total, and they are all ordered by amount strength and skills they possess in battle. But keep in mind, each one is still strong individually, regardless of their position. Since there can be times that one Blade can be challenged for their seat, while others can just remain in their position despite them being stronger than the one ranked above them. It's a pretty shifty hierarchy, but it works for them." Before he could speak again, I raised my hand.
"Yes, Huey?"
"Two questions. One. How the hell do you know how the name of this group if they are so top secret and blacklisted to every governmental archive in the world, and two; how do you do how their system works and the strengths of each of them?"Anthony went back silence once again and turned his view toward the overlook of the entire park terrain. His scaly tail swished back and forth. Soon minutes passed by as he still didn't say anything."
"Yo, Anthony. Dude asked you a question." Kote said
"...Because I was one of them once."Well that was unexpected. I never would have thought about that, really.
"Dude, you don't sound the least surprised!"
"That's not true at all."
"Liar, liar, pants on-"
"Can we focus please?" Getting back to the conversation that pretty much left me dumbfounded. Me and Kote just stood there, staring at Anthony in disbelief, well at least one of us was.
"Ehh I kinda had a feeling." Kote calmly said.
"You KINDA knew huh? What gave it away?" Anthony asked.
"You were the only to get me on the ropes during sparring, even when I was going all out. Mostly everyone I go against ends up in a pool of their own blood with their loved ones crowding around to watch. I was always isolated because of my heritage and my gift, so I made my purpose for just kicking the shit out of anyone who looked at wrong or tried to bang my sisters. Until now I used to think I was fucking unstoppable, but then your scaly ass came around and actually managed to get under my skin and give me whatfor. That's not an easy thing to do for anyone, fuck a humble brag. So yeah, I'm not that surprised at what you just said." Anthony wiped the cold sweat from his brow and licked his lips before he started to speak again.
"Well, I'm glad to hear you're not...overwhelmed by me being part of a group that used to kill people like you."
"Honestly, I'm not still not on board with all this Cryptic-type nonsense just yet. I am who I am. That's all that matters to me. You guys brought me here to put hurt on dudes who give you guys shit, and that's what I'm gonna do. " Anthony nodded proudly as Kote stated his resolve in front of both of us. "Right, Huey?"
"Huh? Me?"
"Yes, you dude. You're the one who should be saying stuff like this. You're our leader remember?" Am I really their leader? Can I call myself that with confidence? I can't even fight on my own without relying on Terry to tag out for me. I honestly don't know.
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But then again, whats a leader if he isn't reluctant to rely on others and still aim to think for themselves? I can't think of a single leader in history who had that kind of overwhelming presence when they first started out. They had to work that. And that's what I should be doing right now. Fisk brought me here for a reason, and made me leader for a reason. Of course I want to know why, but I don't want to ask him or depend on anyone else to find the answer. I have to do it for myself, and by myself.
"I see someone got their balls off layaway."
"Whatever. You think how you wanna think Terry."
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I'm gonna do it. I'm going to make it happen. Just watch.
"Yeah. You're right. I should be saying things like that. But not all cheesy like I got it from Glory or some shit." All of a sudden, Anthony started laughing at the top of his lungs
"HAHAAHAHAH!"
"What? What's so funny?"
"Kid, you don't even know what a smartphone is, yet you've seen glory?! That is fucking hilarious!" I let out a huge ass scream in frustration, almost to the point I felt my ears ringing from my own voice. Soon Kote joined in the laugh. You people, I swear. "Sheesh, calm down it's just a joke kid. But since you're full of energy again, lets get back to training. Starting with 800 vault presses off the mountain!"
"What the fuck?! I just did 600 an hour ago!"
"Kote didn't complain when he did his."
"Arghhh. Fine." Raged and exhausted, I try to stand up from my sitting position only to be held down by the bruises I took from that fall earlier. Shit that hurts.
"Awww, you need a bandage for dat boo boo?" Kote said as he hovered over me.
"Fuck you." He then extended out a helping hand, which I grabbed.
Third person perspective
In Mind
The air grew still and cold around Kote, as time itself became absent in the moment he touched Huey's hand. Then it seemed the color around him drained, until a bleak and dry gray was left in his eyesight. All the figures around him ceased their motion, birds, animals, even Huey and Anthony were motionless. Breaths from them ceased, as well blinking eyes and moving mouths. Kote could feel the aura around him be warped and twisted of all sanity and sense. But it was a sensation he knew very well. Then he spoke.
"What the-what the hell is this?!"
"Hey now, hey now. Take it easy guy, my grandfather was Jewish, he didn't kindly to that kind of talk in his house!" Suddenly the voice was more clearer to his ears.
"Terry..."
"DING DING DING. Give the kid a prize, he just became Captain Obvious#2.984,953 and counting!"
"Huey hasn't brought you out in a while. I was starting to miss your company."
"Hey, dial down the hostility my compadre, I just wanted to talk a little to you. Ya know, lay down some words of wisdom in this peace."
"Where am I?Why can I hear you but I can't see you?"
"Technically you're still right where you're standing in the park, but I messed around mental perception to make you think that everything around has stopped. As for the people around you whether they're affected in the same way...well...let's not think too hard about it. As for why you can hear and not see me, I'm actually talking to you via quantum brainwaves that's being sent out from Huey's sub-conscious, I.e my brain to yours. Telepathy, as the kids call it nowadays."
"So what do you want want with me?"
"Listen, I've known Huey for a long time. I mean a really long time. But I've never seen him open up to anyone ever to talk about anything. Gay jokes aside, you're the first real friend he's ever had."
"I'm not gay."
"We've established that big guy~ I'm trying to tell you that whatever happens from here on out is gonna be between you, Huey, and the bunny version of Kathy Griffin. There are gonna be some people coming after you guys pretty soon, and they're gonna be gunning for all three of ya."
"Why?"
"I don't fuckin know. I'm just talking out of my ass here...or am I?"
"Listen. Go try the mind fucking thing on somebody else. Maybe Karina. She seems like she would be into that kind of thing."
"As much as I would like to do that, I've run out of mental condoms unfortunately. I'm gonna need a lot more of them if I'm gonna be around emotionally compromised kiddies like you guys. Seriously, you guys need therapy."
"I beat up my therapist, and crushed his windpipe."
"Okay, well my argument is invalid. Just remember that those emotions might be the death of you guys one day. There are a lot of people out there who can...take advantage of them,"
"Sounds like you have somebody in mind."
"Maaaaayyyybbbbeeeeee...But I'm not telling~~~!"
"..."
"Really? Not even a little rise? What if I make a penis joke?"
"I put up with enough shit from my sisters."
"Seriously? I can't even imagine what that must be like...HAHAHA. Get it?! Cause I'm...you know?!"
"Can you just get to the point already?"
"You mean my dick? Sure. I swing that way."
"Terry!"
"Okay, okay. That was my last one. I swear."
"So who are these people that are gonna be coming after us? These guys that Anthony was talking about? The Thirteen Blades?"
"Oh those guys? They're more like a symptom compared to the disease. Trust me."
"I'm not sure I can."
"Me too! Isn't that weird?! By the way, are you free tonight?"
"I told you I'm not-"
"I don't mean it like that...maybe...but no. There's supposed to be a certain 'friend' of mine that I want you to roll out the red carpet for."
"What kind of friend?"
"She's one I met on Craigslist recently, or was it Backpages? Anyway, she's gonna be in town for a little while and I want you to make her feel welcome. Get her whatever she needs, or asks for."
"Give me one reason why I should."
" Because if you do me this solid, I'll owe you a favor, in which you can make me pay you back with anything. And by that, I mean take it up with Huey. He knows I'm good for it."
"Does he know I'm talking to you right now?"
"Nope. I blocked off the mental channel in his brain so he can't pick up any of the signals I'm sending out to you. It's how I always give him wet dreams and prevent him from having normal ones."
"You are something else."
"I know right?! I'm such a dirty little slut. Anyway, what's your answer?"
…...
"Alright. I'll do it. BUT as a favor to Huey. You're good in a fight, but beyond that you're just a plain asshole."
"Flattery will get you nowhere my friend."
"So who is this 'friend' of yours? What does she look like?"
"You'll know her when you see her. She has a real stimulative presence."
"Fine then. Where is she gonna be at?"
"There's a new shiny diamond that's gonna be moved into the downtown museum tonight. It's supposed to have particular shiny qualities, with a really shiny outward appearance that really compliment its' shiny proportions...Did I mention it's shiny?"
"Yes you did. I do like me some shiny things."
"All the more reason to do this then palarino, as she has an affinity for shiny things and chances are she might try to steal it, so you have to try and stop her. Just make sure you don't give her a hard time okay? Anyway, I gotta jet know, looks like that block I put on Huey's channel is starting to come loose."
"Why don't you want him to know about this?"
"There's gonna be a lot of other important things Huey is gonna have to deal with himself. This doesn't seem like his kind thing to suit him."
"Why? What makes him so special?"
"Kid, if I knew that, would I really be talking to you right now?"
"...Good point"
"Okay then. You have your mission private. Now go do your country proud."
"You made Huey watch Glory didn't you?"
"I got no idea what you're talking about..."
"Whatever. Can you let me out know. I got shit to do."
"My pleasure comrade. See you on the flip! Oh yeah, and not a word of this to Huey!"The twisted and warped aura that surrounded Kote and the environment around him began to disappear, and the color began to fill his eyes again. As well as everything began to breathe life again, at least from his perspective
Kote's perspective
Back in reality
And just like that, everything around began to feel right again, and not a tripped out dream. When I came to, I was still holding hands with Huey as I helped get up from the ground. If Zeo or Carly were to see me now, I would have to shove my own sword down my throat.
"Kote? What's wrong?" I heard Huey's voice again.
"Huh? Nothing...nothing at all." Terry told me not tell Huey so I won't. It's not a matter of keeping a secret or lying to a friend. It was just something I was told to do. I had no reason to agree to the favor, yet I had no reason to refuse either. He asked me for a favor and I agreed to do it. It's just that simple. "C'mon dude. Finish up this training so we can back to town. There's this new burger at the shack I'm just dying to try out."
"Oh man. You gotta be kidding."
"Let's go fearless leader." I slapped Huey's back in order to get him better enthusiasm, which seemed to have the opposite effect as I just smack him headfirst into a tree. Ooops.
But this person that Terry want's me to meet, just who is she, and what is she after this jewel for anyway. With questions such as this swirling in my mind, I couldn't help put grip the handle on my sword while a sneering grin formed on my face. This was gonna be fun.
….
Now I have to figure out how to stop Huey from bleeding out.
A few hours later at school
Huey's Perspective
As soon as we got back to town, I was already dreading going to school. Not only did our homeroom teacher have it in for the three of us for always showing up late to the morning classes, but he was seemingly fed up with how many times we made him look stupid in front of the entire class. Whether it be for questions regarding the lessons, the school, or just being straight up dicks to him in general, it was all a nightmare for him.
We met up with Karina halfway by the time the clock hit twenty minutes after ten. We all said fuck it and stopped at the burger shack that Kote is always raving about before our casual stroll to school. When we got there, apparently there was huge commotion involving the bathrooms being locked for the entire day due to the school wanting to repair the water maintenance system. Since most people couldn't take care of their business in private, the really stupid of us decided it would be fair to do it in public. And so by the time lunchtime was over, the halls and classrooms were filled with piss and shit that somehow seemed to reach up from the bottom of the floors, all the way to higher up ceiling fans. Are they convinced that because there's nowhere to put there shit and waste that it's okay to just throw it anywhere? This fucking school I swear.
After the whole incident, and after the principal called the biggest clean up crew, I was chilling on one of the staircases with my three of my classmates. Hanging out with them usually picks up on my slow days.
"So guys, what do you think the school is gonna make us do for the festival?" That was Oliver. He was a grey furred mouse, with black hair and blue eyes. He's pretty eccentric, but is sometimes insightful.
"I don't really know. I just hope it's not another sumo tournament. My ribs still hurt from all of those body blows I took." The light brownish horse was Michael. He had blonde hair with brown eyes with glasses. As you could probably tell, he's not athletic and would sooner take a bullet to his head than take a jog.
"You guys don't know what you're talking about. The real thing they should make us do, is a striptease! That will really get the people going, and the dough will just falling into our hands!" And finally we Ian, a red panda with soul green eyes and brownish red hair. He's probably one of the most perverted thirteen guys I have ever seen since I've been here. He mostly spends his time on the far east side of town trying to sneak into the strip clubs. Since he can't get himself, he had his older brother who coincidentally works there, set up a remote camera system in the stripper's changing room and the back rooms, and set up a hub in his room. As for what he does with feed...well, I'm sure you can guess.
"What do you think we should do for the festival Huey?"
"Isn't the festival still a few weeks away?"
"Yeah. But you don't understand! Our class is the only one who hasn't submitted an idea yet! We have to figure out something that will not only get us points with the rest of the school, but the upperclassmen chicks as well."
"The upperclassmen?! But they would never go for a bunch of dweebs like us." Michael said softly.
"Yeah, I mean, I personally wouldn't mind getting with some older chicks ourselves, but yeah have you seen us? We got a better chance bringing one of those hologram chicks from Japan and hoping they don't dump us in less than three minutes." Oliver belted out.
"You guys just need to have more confidence in yourselves. With confidence you can do anything. Why just last week, I had the pleasure of going to Emily Eckstein's house. I even saw her room from top to bottom, and inspected every nook and cranny. She was really welcoming with her invitation as we shared a superp evening together under the setting sun on her house's rooftop. And the night was everything I could only dream of, with the two of us just playing with each other through the night, expending both our stamina through activities only deemed impractical for a man of stature!" Michael proudly declared. I'm actually impressed with the guy, but there was just one problem with his story.
"Emily Eckstein?" I asked.
"That's right! Jealous?"
"As in your neighbor's two year old daughter, Emily? The one that her sister, who has a boyfriend, asked you to babysit while her folks were out of town and she went to a concert?" Pretty soon Ian started to sweat bullets.
"H-how do you know that...?"
" likes to gossip." Actually, I have Terry scout out for me sometimes when I'm at home bored, in which I can see everything through his eyes. It comes in handy for situations just like this one.
"...You just had to ruin my dreams didn't you?" It's what I do. I felt a triumph as he cried in the corner.
"Well since we're on the subject, who have you gone out with Huey?"
"W-why are you asking me?"
"You seem like the most good looking out of all of us. I heard a lot of girls in the class talk about you and that guy who sits behind you. Do you have your eyes on one of them?"
" Ehh?!" I almost jumped out of my clothes when he asked that.
"What's wrong dude?" Oliver asked me.
"Huh?! N-nothing! Nothing at all! Heheh..."
"Now that you mention, have banged anyone at this school?" Michael backed up the question.
"*sniff* Y-yeah Superfly. Who's pants have you gotten into?"Soon all of their gazes started to burn into me
"Ummmmm...well, you see..."
"Trying to figure out the easiest way of saying you fucked nearly every girl in you class?"
"Hey that was all you! I had nothing to do with that! You kept taking over my body whenever I was asleep! Know I got girls coming up to me almost every day that I don't even know! Even a guy came up to me asking for advice on how to hit right!"
"You, me. What's the difference?! We share the same body after all, and your body will remember the experience, so what's the harm in getting some practice in?!"
"You're horrible."
"Trust me, one day you'll be alone with a girl and then you'll lay the kind of pipe that will make her toes fucking curl! Then you'll thank me." You'd think I would be used to this by now. Just as I was about to crack from the pressure of answering their dumb question, a girl walks up to us. She was a white persian cat with long blonde hair and soul green eyes,with a curvaceous figure with some dangerous hips and a crop top button up shirt that exposed her cleavage, and mini skirt with her white tail swinging around seductively. One could tell she was an upperclassman from her looks. But her voice was even more than I expected
Authors note: To increase sexiness, play "My, My, my" by Johnny Gil
"Excuse me. Which one of you boys is Huey Jones." None of us responded for obvious reasons. In a flash, everyone pointed at me. Her lovely gaze turned to me. "You're Huey right?" Her voice was like honey to my ears.
"Yes." Despite me being overwhelmed, I tried to stay composed as best as I could.
"Umm. I don't mean to be rude, but it's just that I've been looking all over for you in this school. I've been wanting to talk to you for a long time, but it just seems I always miss you by a threads hair. If it isn't too much trouble, can I talk to you...in...private?" Ian let out a yelp while Oliver swallowed his gum.
"If I may ask, what is it you want to talk about that we can't talk about right here?"
"Oh my! Are you gonna ask a lady to spill her private affairs in front of others so casually? Have you no decorum at all?" She said as she put both hands on her cheeks blushing. She also somehow managed to push both of her breasts together in the process, making a squeeze so great it was enough to make Michael faint.
"Oh! Sorry if I ended you Ms...?"
"So formal! The name is Dia Williams. But please, call me Dia." She extended her hand out for a handshake in which I obliged. Her hand was so soft and warm that I couldn't help but drown in the sensation."Now if you would. Could you maybe come with me?"
"Sure thing." With the hand that was used to establish our greeting, she guided from where I was sitting to the farther part of the hallway. "See you guys." I said to the three as I walked off with this wonderful woman. Even though they didn't say, I could still feel their cursings and fits of jealousy behind my back. Don't worry guys. I'll send pictures.
We began to walk further and further from the school building we were in which held all of the basic educational facilities all the way to the old school building. She brought me inside of one of the abandoned science rooms. I started to gaze around the room, observing all of the different kinds of things I could find in here. Then I heard a clicking sound on the door we just came in.
"Ummm, excuse me. What are you doing? Why are you locking the door?"
"I just wanted to make sure we weren't interrupted by any nosy guests is all. Do you feel uncomfortable with that? She said as she flashed me a peek of her cleavage.
"Not really. Just confused." In order to make sure I wasn't sidetracked by temptation, I got to the point. "So what did you want to talk about?"
"So straightforward! I like that in a man." She put her arms around me and pressed her breasts against my body. Since she was taller than me, my face ended being suffocated by her rack. As undeniably charming as this woman is, I'm here because she said she wanted to talk to me. She started to pout as I pushed her way. "How rude! Do you not like me?"
"That has nothing to do with anything, you said you wanted to talk, so talk." I put a little more sternness in my voice. I was starting to lose my patience.
"What's wrong? Did I make you angry? Are you gonna use your 'powers' on me?"Say what?! How the hell does this chick? Does she know something about Terry? Is she with Fisk? Who the hell is she? "*giggle* You look confused."
"H-how do you know about...my powers?"
"Isn't it obvious? I saw you use them you silly boy!" She sounded playful, but there was an array of evil and cunning behind that smile. "I gotta say. I thought you were performing some kind of magic trick, when you made those rocks move without touching them. I have to say, I was genuinely impressed!" Dammit. She probably saw me training before. I always felt like someone was watching me from the amount of brainwaves I was picking up. Guess I just got my answer to that mystery. Fisk said there were only a few select people here that know about Cryptic-types, so even if she wanted to blather off, there's little to no people that would even believe her on that. But she doesn't know that... The best thing to do here is to remain calm and see where she's gonna go with this.
"Do you have any proof? You don't expect me to just take your word for it?"
"Oh but I do darling."She then pulls out her smart phone to show me footage of me practicing telekinesis, clear as day. And in 1080p as well?!. This is why I hate these fucking things."Well well, that look on your face tells me you believe me. If you don't this video to be on everybody's timeline, I suggest you do as I say. " I sighed. I realize I could just take the phone from her and probably break, but she probably already made several copies of the video that will be ready to go on social media if I rub her the wrong way.
"What do you think I should do Terry?"
"I was gonna suggest you put two in the back of her head and be done with it. But you don't really have the stomach for that do ya? Your politically correct ass."I'll assume that was Terry for 'I don't know'. I don't really have much choice here.
"Fine then. What do you want me to do?"
"Finally going to listen now, are we?" The image of her being that sweet and elegant young woman, just shattered in my brain, and Terry took the swing to it." My request of you is very simple. You know your friend Kote right?" I have a feeling I know where this is going...
"What about him?"
"It's simple. I want you to get him to have sex with me." I knew it. How did I know? Well as someone who's somewhat of a boy toy when it comes to women, I can kind of pick up on these things.
"You want him to have sex with you?! Why?!" I couldn't help but ask.
"Well my boyfriend has been pretty unfaithful as of late. He barely touches me or even gropes randomly like he used to." These sound like problems for an old married woman, not an eight grader."And just recently, I spotted him in the act with an underclassman, presumably from your class. I can remember all too well. He took with such vigor and life, more so than he did with me as he slammed his cock in and out her, exchanging sloppy frenches as their juices mixed together to form a unique kind of sm-"
"Okay, okay I get it! You don't have to go into detail like that! I get what happened. So you wanna get revenge on him or something?"
"Not just revenge. Assurance. To that he will never do something like this again. By giving him a taste of his own medicine, with interest." I think I read something like this one of that demon lady's books before. If I know her type...
"Lemme guess. You wanna get Kote to have sex with you in front of your boyfriend to make him more obedient and lenient towards you, while still getting his comuppance and getting a sweet lay?"
"You catch on quick. I didn't even have to explain myself to you. You figured it out instantly. Impressive." Being praised for my knowledge in revenge sex is kind of disturbing.
"When do you want to do this by?"
"At the festival preferably. I want this to be documented in my memory as a truly special day. Spending time in a cultural celebration, and getting my brains fucked out by a mixed mutt while my lover watches is just so thrilling I can hardly wait. Don't you think so?" Why are you asking me? "So can you do it?" She placed her hands on my cheek, which now felt cold and devilish, along with her fallen angel smile.
"I'll...try." I gave my honest answer
"Great! Glad to hear it! Give me your contact info." I gave her the number of the phone that gave me last month. I think she got fed up with me always coming home late from with Kote and Karina, and so got me a pre-paid Android. In return she gave me her number as well."I'll be keeping tabs on you from now on. I'd would keep your phone off silent for the next few weeks if I were you. Bye now." She said as she seductively walked out of the empty classroom, with dignity holstered with her.
"So...that was fun!"
"What the hell am I supposed to do now?!" I said as I banged my head repeatedly against the wall. "There's no freaking way Kote's ever gonna agree to this!"
"You could always get him drunk with soda! I hear that works!"
"You're enjoying this aren't you?"
"Well I don't mean to brag and feel negative towards your situation... YES I AM!"
"This is the fucking worst."
"Hey, if you play your cards right. It could turn into a threesome, I'm sure Kote would be cool with that...if you know what I mean..."
"Just shut up. I gotta figure something out."
"Hey man, you're smart. You can succeed in this. Or you might just fail, losing the only friend you managed to make."
"Thank you for telling me those odds..."
"You're welcome!" But you know. If there's one thing I can confirm from this little meeting. It's something I've known for a long time now. Women can be scary when they want to be.
Later that night at the Downtown Museum of History
Kote's perspective
My watch said it was five minutes after 1 in the morning. I had been waiting for about five hours now, for this chick to show up, yet she is nowhere to be found. Now that I think about, Terry didn't really specify when I was supposed to meet her, did he. Goddammit. Since staking out the place would probably throw my position away, I was able to pull a couple of strings with Fisk in order to get in the building as a temporary security guard for the night shift. Though the tough part was sneaking out of the house without my sisters and mother finding out. I'm pretty confident in my stealth skills as opposed to my fighting skills, but as pure bred wolves, my family were masters at tracking and detecting even the most smallest of noises, so I had to be really careful. Fortunately, I already had an escape route planned beforehand, just in case I wanted to beat some sense into some of the local punks. Who knew it would come handy like this?
I continued my patrol around the different exhibits, scanning every part about it and being on the look out for anything suspicious. Because I sense the auras of people, it made my job a hell of a lot easier. So far, all I've seen is a bunch of paintings, sculptures, and murals dedicated to some dead self-important jackasses.
Soon I made my way to the exhibit, where the jewel in question was moved to this afternoon. I could see the shininess in it from a mile away if I wanted to. Before I knew it, I was already waddling towards it like baby going for food. I eyed that bad boy down like a new Porsche sitting in the driveway. Awesome.
"Soo shiny. I like shiny." I couldn't help it, it's so beautiful!
"It certainly is a beauty isn't it?"
Suddenly I heard a voice speak out in the darkness. Giving no obvious indication of arming myself, I still stood ready for action. Being calm and cool, I began to reach out beyond my senses and feel where the aura of the voice, and where it was resonating from. The aura was unlike anything I felt so far. It felt...ambiguous, mysterious even, yet it was a completely neutral presence in terms of its intent, but still had a clear motive. "Who's there?! I know you're there! Even if you're good at hiding, I can still feel your presence! Show yourself!"
"If you insist" Then as if almost like magic, the shadowy outline of a figure covered by the moonglow appeared. It was a quiet appearance too. Wings sprung out of it as it slowly descended from its hiding spot. From the sound of the voice and the figure of the shadow, I could confirm it was a woman. And from the shape of the wings, she seemed like a bat of some kind. As she got closer, I could briefly see some kind of large pink heart that glowed from her chest. She also had some kind of white fur with her lime green eyes shimmering from her face.
"Who the hell are you?!"
"So hot blooded! You remind of someone. Though you seem a little more brighter than him, for a boy anyway." She gracefully landed on top of the glass case holding the jewel, where her entire figure was more visible to was not kidding about the stimulative part. This chick had a body for miles "Well if you care that much about introductions, I will oblige. The name is Rogue. And as you could probably tell, I'm a thief. Though I was expecting this to be easy and seamless, you seem like you could provide a good deal of entertainment." As soon as she said that, I readied my sword and got into my attack position.
This was gonna be a long night.
Froninja: Thank you so much for reading. This was probably my longest chapter to date since I had a lot of things I wanted to establish in the story, but I could only do so much before giving you beautiful people what you don't worry, me and Jester have A LOT more ideas cooking, so stay tuned for that. Be sure to leave a review and even follow me while you're at! See you space cowboy