Well hello everyone. How is it going? It is I, your host and author of all your fates...wait, that sounded a bit god like, of witch I am not. Ummmm, lets just move on.
So last chapter was eventful. John brought James somewhat into the fold as far as where he is from and the ship. Shenanigans later and John reveals the Dawn to the world, Summer's unquenchable thirst comes into play and Derpface mcfuckface gets another reason to hate him.
So that is the recap. Before we get going into this chapter though, a shout out to Chadbunger. You sir made this. Their are I believe three lemons and at least four different shots of food. Sadly not as much blood. But food and sex, sex and food. Congratulations my dude.
And with that note, I am going to hold off on anymore lemons after this chapter till possibly the last chapter. Other wise I will elude to them. If you havent read my other stories, then I am going to be shifting my writing routine. Normally I do a cycle. This story, OOF, Noble Rose. Wash, Rince, Repeat. Now it is going to be this, toss up between my other two stories, come back to this and then do the other. The reason? I feel like I am getting close wanting to wrap this up. So that is going to be the schedule.
So with out a further adoo, lets get into this boys!
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Yang, Blake, and Weiss: 10
Ruby: 8
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" Are you sure we can do this? We are not just dealing with a single man. We are dealing with a CEO, Ex-Spec Ops, and Huntsmen. What are we? We are just the brothers, sisters, sons, and daughters, wives and husbands that have been left behind by his rampage."
" I am sure. All we need is the perfect spot to set our trap."
The small group of people looked over a table with maps of the area. Locations were pointed out with those that were likely being tagged if it would be viable. It all came down to needing a place that someone could be pinned in by something. Boulders, trees, extra. A river or lake could work, but they would be limited in what to pin the bastard with, and keeping him under the water to drown would be a hassle. And he would not sit and let them tie an anvil around his feet and neck. A cave would be ideal. Especially if they could cave it in. Mine shafts would be the best, but the fear of blowback is higher.
Both would work. And they found two perfect sights. An abandoned mine with plenty of branch off paths that their men could hide in. Plenty of crags to hide weapons or explosives or even gas canisters.
The other was an above-ground cave that was confirmed to have Grimm living in it. Had some of the same elements of the mine but on a toned-down scale. One would be extremely effective in trapping their prey, but the possibility of it backfiring and trapping them with their prey. The other being a safer option but with a higher chance of their target escaping, but would be marginally safer and easier to bring what they would want in.
" The choice is up to you. Ma'am. We can go to the mines and have them possibly cave in on us when we detonate explosives, or we can play it safe and go with the cave. If you want my opinion, I say we use the cave, or at least check it out and survey it."
The woman looked at the map and cave in question. It was the safer option. And they could seal other passages or cracks.
She nodded and told him to check it out.
Soon they would have vengeance. Soon, the man that took so much from them, would be dead. Soon, all the pain and rage would be released. And a new pro-human group will rise from the ashes from Fists. A new group will rise and wipe those hybrid scum from the world, or put in chains. And their target was that Faunas loving traitor scumbag known as John Mendez.
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John sat at his desk looking over, well, everything related to his business and the Dawn. Atlas had provided some of their best physicists and chemists to work on the fusion drives and in making the fuel as well as the slipspace engine. Although that last one will be done in space, just on the off chance there is an accident in its testing. And they did not disappoint. The little fuel that The Dawn had in its tanks was enough for them to get the samples they needed and got to work.
The Black Armory provided the specs for their guns on the off chance something needed to be moved. Ironwood suggested expanding the vessel to take on more crew and personnel.
He sighed as he looked out of his office and into the distance. It was a bright summer day. A bit on the hot side but not miserably hot like Neatheropp. Well, cooked would be the right word. He chuckled at the memory of Lena, Oscar, and Ernie when he and Blue team first met them. Cast-off descendants were what they were, and the fact that no one lived long enough to be considered grandparents. And to get 'cooked' was more than just slang for kill. Netheropp was a cruel world that killed all its inhabitants with its intense heat.
He shook his head banishing the thoughts of that mission and planet. So many good soldiers died from the heat. Amalea Petrov was most likely dead from the heat or the Elites that were marooned there as well. He didn't know. But she had to be dead. No way she could survive with that heat with little water and food.
He turned back to his desk. The paperwork was minimal as usual. Summer had come in and set pictures up of the family. As the months went by in their marriage he felt happier. She and the girls brought out things that were buried in layers upon layers of training.
He smiled at some of the pictures. One of his wedding day and some of the girls. Weiss singing, Blake reading a book looking content as a cat asleep in the sun, Ruby in her Spartan cosplay armor out cracking shots off from her rifle, and Yang was busy combing her hair.
The door opened and in bounced Cortana. She had a smile on her face that said she had something in the works for him. And knowing her, she was pushing to get him and his bride to do the thing. He swore he caught her taping them once, but had no evidence. And Summer was not going to let him go and investigate mid-act. Once they started, there was no stop until she had her thirst quenched.
" Cortana." he greeted.
" John. How are you doing today?" She asked in a sing-song tone
" Fine." he said, putting his guard up. He could tell she has planned something.
She must have noticed.
" What?" she asked.
" Your tone of voice suggested planning and scheming. And that normally leads to Summer and I sleeping together with ideas you planted." he pointed out.
She feigned a hurt look.
" John, I would never try to put you and your wife in a position where you can have some of the most passionate sex one could have for pure entertainment. What kind of monster do you think I am?" She asked, placing a hand on her chest and a playful hurt tone.
" Sooo, you aren't recording us for whatever reason?" He shot back with a smirk.
She denied it in a way that made it sound like the truth but at the same time confirming it.
" And what would it matter if I was? Do you think I would put it up on the web for all of Remnant to see? Please. Those people don't deserve to have you even breathe their name in private."
He just looked at her with a raised eyebrow and a slight smirk.
" But yes I may have recorded a couple of playtimes. It was just so hot watching it the first time, I wanted to see it again." she said with no shame.
John dropped his into his hand and asked what he was going to do with her.
" You love me and you know it...Well, maybe not as your wife but you get my point. By the way, Garnets has reservations open if you are interested. I can book everything if you want."
John looked at her. A supper reservation? " Okay, you are losing me."
" Date night John. Date Night. Get dressed up real nice and smell real good, go out and have an expensive dinner, come back and, I don't know, treat her with yet another night of romance and other things you do in the sheets. Besides, I got something for you two to try out." she said leaning on his desk.
John let out a sigh, " Cortana, I don't see how my sex life is your concern." he told her trying not to be mean.
She gave him a look.
" Look, I know that you and Summer are still newly wedded going on several months and that you are still finding your quirks. I am just helping. And besides, she knows her quirks and fetishes. This would be a good way for you to find some of yours while keeping her entertained and feeling absolute bliss."
She had a point. He was still too new at anything sexual in nature and his wife has had at least three years of sexual experience not including her time as a slave. So she would have experienced most of everything people do or at least stuck a toe in the waters. So Cortana giving him ways to surprise her to get her off was a help. But he was hoping for just a simple night. Sex was not needed tonight. Simply cuddling and snuggling on the bed. But here was his trusted AI companion and friend, trying to get him to do the deed with his wife again. Well possibly. She didn't say he had to, just that she was hoping.
" Ok fine. I will book a reservation." he said, earning a squeal of excitement from Cortana.
" Ooooh this is going to be great!" she said as she held her scroll up and hit a button, " Confirmed. 8:00 tonight and I already have something for Summer to wear. Plus a couple of extras. " she said with a smile.
John looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
" What kind of extras?"
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Summer was chowing down in the break room of Signal. She was sitting and talking with the other professors about anything and everything. What they were doing on the weekend, what students needed help and or how to help. Summer popped a fork full of pasta into her mouth as she listened to an instructor talk about how one of her students needed help in her class when she felt her scroll vibrate. She pulled it out and saw John in his fatigues as the contact info with a text message below it.
Date night. 8:00 pm at Garnets. Will talk more when you are on your way home. The text read. She smiled when she got done reading it and replied with a " Can't wait" before pocketing it and went back to her lunch.
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With the girls fed and relaxing, John pulled Summer to their room to talk, but not before she placed a passionate kiss on his lips. Which he returned with equal parts of passion and fire.
" So. What did you want to talk about?" she asked.
John paused for a few seconds before he answered.
" I am not sure how to say this with tact, so I am just going to tell it without any sugar-coating," he started, " Cortana has an outfit picked out for you and wants me to treat you like a queen for lack of a better term. She wants me to strip you and to dress you along with picking out your undergarments." he said to her.
She blushed at the thought of John stripping her naked, not for sex but a shower, and then dressing her? One could see how it could be seen as an act of both love and trust, but at the same time, it made her feel like a toddler who doesn't know how to dress themselves.
She let that sink in for a couple of seconds before shrugging. Why not? She gets to feel her husband's strong and powerful hands run the length of her body.
" Ok." she said, placing a featherweight kiss on his lips before asking a question. " I hope she does not expect you to put my makeup on me."
He chuckled. " No. That you will have to do on your own. We might be here long enough to see the Forerunners make a return." he said as he escorted her to the bathroom where he stood behind her as she flipped on some soft music and was held in front of the mirror. His size and his bulk completely dwarfed her as he held her in his massive arms. She let herself melt into his embrace and enjoy the moment before he started to undress her.
He did it slowly and in a way of it being an act of foreplay as he ran his hands down her sides to the hem of her shirt. He pulled it off in a slow deliberate fashion. She helped when needed to get her shirt off before his hands found her hips. He held them there and gently pushed them to sway with the soft piano notes. His fingers found the button for her pants and undid it and the zipper before his thumbs slid inside. With a gentle push, her pants were around her ankles.
She used her foot to hook them and throw them up to her hand where she tossed them into the hamper. She now stood in front of the mirror with John's arms wrapped around her stomach and wearing only her bra and panties. She held John's hand as she rested her head on his chest.
Summer groaned in pleasure from just his touch.
" What?" he asked.
" Hmmm, nothing. Just enjoying the moment. Being held in your arms makes me feel safe." she said. In response, his hold on her tightened briefly.
" I love you John." Summer said as she reached up with a hand and pulled him in for a quick kiss.
When they pulled apart, John went back to stripping her of her remaining clothing. But from what he learned, Summer appreciated a good tease. A good preview of what is to come. Something he was told but had yet to put into practice. With that in mind, he slid a hand past her waistband and between her legs. He could hear her breath hitch at the contact through her panties. He hit her clit and continued on making her unintentionally grind her hips.
He only went as far as to let her collect a small wet spot that he could feel through the fabric when he stopped.
" John." she whispered, wanting more.
He leaned in and whispered into her ear, " Maybe later." He said setting the fire and letting it smolder until they get home. He then hooked his thumbs into her waistband and, like her pants, pushed them off.
" You are such a tease." she let out with a giggle as she scooted them out of the way.
She spun and looped her arms around his neck again and leaned back a little. John rested his hands on her waist again before sliding them to her butt.
" Like what you are feeling their big guy?" she asked with a flirty undertone.
In response, she felt the smallest of and lightest of slaps on her ass. She squeaked with a smile and giggled. " I will take that as a yes." she said as she felt John's hands slide from her butt up her back to where her bra was clasped. He undid the last piece of clothing and helped her out of it and tossed it into the hamper.
Now she stood in her birthday suit and felt no shame or discomfort. On the contrary. She felt completely at ease with her husband seeing her naked. She loved her body and kept it in good shape, even with the few scars that she had. The scar on her side from the man in grey being case and point. So why not show it off to the one she loves.
Mentally, she could feel John's just as naked body pressing up against hers as his cock slid between her legs or between her ass cheeks. It was only in her imagination but she would not deny having a quickie before she showered.
But it was not to be. He got the fire going, but was letting the fire burn slowly. Something she enjoyed.
John held her for a moment before letting her go.
" I supposed I should jump in and clean off." she said, making her way to the shower, but was stopped. She turned back and saw that John held her arm by way of saying that he was not done.
" John? You ok?" she asked.
" I am. I just have something for you." he said, making her raise an eyebrow.
" Summer, do you trust me?" he asked.
" Of course I do." she said leaning up to his ear and whispered," I wouldn't have married you otherwise."
John looked into her beautiful eyes and saw nothing but the worm love and trust she always had when she looked him in the eye.
" Close your eyes. I am going to need to get you in a position for me to do this."
She gave him a questioning look but obliged. " Let me guess, Cortana?" she asked as she turned and held onto the sink.
" It is. So you can slap her if you want tomorrow." John said as he gripped her hips and pulled her out till her back was parallel with the floor. And her but sticking out for all to see...well for John to see...since he was the only other one in the bathroom.
Eyes still closed she answered saying that while she loves her sister-in-law/android-in-law to death, she seems to want to make them have hot and heavy freaky sex every day with the hope that she can take a turn with them.
John agreed as she heard him moving around. She looked back to the mirror and began to just let her mind wander to what John was doing. She wasn't sure if John enjoyed his first shot at giving her anal so she dismissed that. She also didn't feel a hard-on when John was stripping her, even though she could feel him stirring. Could he be putting a temporary tattoo on her back? Possible. She never thought about getting a tat, she didn't like needles all that much aside from the hospital. Plus it would be a permanent thing that rested on her. Tai may have had his arm tattooed and thought it looked good on him, but that did not mean she wanted one.
Lost in thought she did not feel a thick jell-like substance coat her butt. Only when she felt something poking her ass did she break out of her thoughts.
' Oh, so he is wanting a quick anal. All he had to do was ask.' she thought as she pushed her butt out further and made sure to relax her muscles. But it was not what she thought as she felt herself stretch further than what John was able to before she felt herself swallow what she now can safely say was a plug.
' He plugged me? Cortana wanted him to plug me? I don't mind it but again, he could have just said that he wanted to use a toy on me. I actually would love to start using toys a bit more. Tai didn't really use any.' she thought as she stood and opened her eyes. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror to see that she indeed had a plug in her butt. Quirking an eyebrow she looked to John with the question on her face.
" Cortana." was all he said.
She looked back and tried to make out detail. It was black with a red gem on the handle. And she thought she saw a rose inlaid in the red gem.
" Let me guess, I am to keep it in until bedtime?" she asked.
John just shrugged.
" Well, I will keep it in until morning then just to spite her." she said moving to the shower and making sure that she moved that butt of hers. Not just to give John a tease, but to get a feel for the thing firmly resting in her. At least now she knows why stopped her from jumping in. The extra jell lube would need to be washed off.
In the bedroom, John laid out on the bed. It had a tight form-fitting bodice to a free-flowing gown under the decorative belt style of a cocktail dress. It was a deep seductive blue with a black lace overlay on top. It was a very pretty dress to be sure, with enough on the shoulders to hide bra straps but did not lead into a sleeve.
He laid on top of the dress what Cortana got for her to wear underneath. A sexy blue and black lace-trimmed bra, a black and blue garter belt with black stockings that had a seam running up the back, a 'harmless' looking pantie thong that vibrated, of which he would control. The last thing was a pair of shoes. Heels of course but they went with the outfit nicely.
John let out a breath as his mind went back to the office.
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Flashback to the office
John looked at his AI companion. She had just told him what she was thinking. Complicated and he was very uncomfortable with it. Why would someone want to be put in a situation? Why would she want to wear something that is placed inside of them and vibrate? Why would she want to wear a garment that would vibrate and cause her embarrassment and awkward questions?
On top of that, she wanted him to stop somewhere and to place even more things in her and get her even more 'bothered' than to drive home at a leisurely pace. The number of denials and true orgasms she will have will make her want him even more. And by the time they get home, she will be a wild woman that wants him like a hungry lion eyeing an impala.
Sure, he and Summer partook in some wild nights...or at least from his perspective. He was sure there was more that one could do in the bedroom but he couldn't see it. And like the good Commander that he is, if someone had a better idea that would yield the same results or better, he let them take the lead. Summer had the experience over him and as such, let her dictate most of the rules of engagement. When he took the lead, one could tell that she still enjoyed it and was more than satisfied and fulfilled, but would like more. She did mention at one point to remind her to sit him down and help him in 'Research'.
It was possible that Cortana was merely helping him along.
He looked at her. She had an excited look on her face. He let out a breath.
" Fine." he said, earning a squeal of joy and excitement.
Flashback ends.
He was given the instructions and he was doing them to the letter. Cortana took her lunch out and got what was needed. She left it up to him whether he wanted just another vibrator or if he wanted to hook her up to a machine that would pump the toy in and out of her on the way home.
He would decide later on that.
Either way, she was going to look nice once she got dressed and her make-up done and perfume.
Back in the shower, Summer was busy with body wash, making sure her skin was clean. When she got done with the body wash, she then did her hair with shampoo and conditioner, all the while feeling her muscles seem to suck on the plug she wore. It was a different feeling but not unpleasant. Just different. She felt full but not needing to use the toilet.
She finished up and grabbed the towel before she walked out and began to dry herself. She plugged in her hair drier and began to toss it with her hand as she hit it with hot air. Once it was dry, she turned to the door and opened it.
John was sitting on the bed waiting for her. She smiled and struck a seductive pose as she moved forward. Before she sat on the bed, she did a 180 and bent over making sure that John got an eye full of her nice butt with the plug still in.
John let out a breath. He stood and moved to the outfit laid out and picked up the first piece, the vibrating panties.
Summer giggled as she sat and raised her shaved legs as John slid them up on her. She hopped off the bed, bringing John's face right into her crotch as he finished placing the panties on her waist. She did a slow spin to make sure John could see how it hugged her. Only the slightest of bumps indicated where the plug was. John then got the belt and put it on her. He clasped it and positioned it on her stomach with the straps hanging down to her legs.
" As much as I want to strangle her, you have to admit, Cortana can pick out a sexy outfit." she said as she sat back down.
" That she can." John agreed as he grabbed the first nylon stocking. She seductively raised a leg as John rolled it up and slipped it onto her foot and began to slide it up her leg to her thigh where the elastic hugged to her thigh snuggly. John then grabbed the straps and clipped them to the nylons. He then repeated the process and Summer stood and examined what she now had on.
She hummed as she saw the seams running up the back of her legs. She ran a hand down her backside and her legs. John could not help but feel a slight stirring arouse in him. Damn did she look sexy.
He shook his head as he grabbed her bra and placed it on her chest, making sure to cup her breasts and even slide them underneath the bra to the soft flesh making her giggle as she placed her hands over his.
" Enjoying yourself?" she asked.
" I know you enjoy it when I do this." he whispered into her ear causing her to shudder, " Now I am going to put your dress on you."
" So sexy when you speak to me like that. So strong and so straightforward. You say what you are going to do to me and then do it." she purred, " You would make one hell of a bondage master." she said, making John quirk an eyebrow.
Bondage master?
Putting that aside and into the overfilling folder of things she will need to sit him down and talk to him about, he grabbed her cocktail dress and made sure the zipper was down, he lowered it in front of her as she stepped into it. When she was ready, he pulled it up and onto her arms and shoulders. With a quick zip, she was dressed aside from shoes.
" I am going to go do my make-up now. Why don't you go make sure the girls are tucked in and changed. Oh, and be sure to use that cologne I like." She said as she moved to the vanity and began to do what women do at a vanity. Applying make-up.
John smiled and went to take his shower. Being the military man that he was, he was in, washed, and rinsed in under five minutes. Drying off included.
Summer, while not fully ready, had a nice outfit set up for him. Dress pants with a black leather belt and shoes, a long-sleeved button-up shirt with a black tank top under it. As for extras? His ring and tags were all he needed.
He slipped them on and turned to the door as Summer was still doing what a woman does at her vanity and went to check on the girls and make sure they were settling down and getting ready for bed. He found Blake in the living room reading away. She looked up, sensing someone was looking at her, and saw her adoptive father watching her. She gave him a once over and smiled.
" Taking Mom out on a date?" she asked.
" I am. Enjoying your book?" he asked.
She nodded with a smile as she marked the spot in her book before she stood and inspected him. He smiled as she circled him looking for defects. When she got back to his front, she smiled.
" Be sure to put on some cologne. Us girls like a guy who smells as good as he looks." she finished as she embraced him, head rubbing his chest included. Just like any cat would. Human, I like you, I am going to headbutt your leg in affection.
John rubbed her head affectionately in return.
" Was planning to. Just wanting to make sure you and your sisters were settling down before bed." he told her.
She nodded as she went back to her book. It was one that Cortana found in the Dawns records. Surprisingly it was a Sci-Fi book and one from way back in the late, late 20th century. 1991 in fact. It was the first book in a trilogy. The Thrawn Trilogy, Heir To The Empire. A real classic.
He turned and went into the kitchen to find Weiss writing another letter to her sister. She, like Blake, was in her pajamas. He walked up to her and asked if she needed a hand.
She looked up and like Blake, began to go over him with a critical eye.
" Cologne. Definitely. I suggest the Diesel brand that mom likes." she said, turning back to her letter.
John chuckled. " Have a good night sweety." he said, patting her.
" You as well. And please keep it down when you get back. I have no idea what it is you and mom do at night while we are asleep, but it does wake some of us up." She said before she turned back to her letter.
John pressed his lips together.
' Well. At least they don't know what we are doing.' he thought as he patted her shoulder and went back upstairs to find his other two daughters.
Ruby was probably cleaning her rifle and Yang was probably with Cortana playing a game of some sort. What he found was what he thought. For the most part. Yang was playing with Cortana in a game's co-op mode, but it was Ruby who was doing something different than he thought. She was at her shared desk building one of the newly made block sets with figures. ( Lego or Mega Blocks) This one being a scorpion tank that would go up on the shelf with the Mongoose and Warthog. He walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him with a smile.
" Hey dad." she greeted.
" How is my little engineer doing this evening?" he asked.
" Oh you know, I am doing fine. Not much going on." she replied before taking in his appearance, " Going out with mom tonight?"
" I am. Just wanted to see how you and your sisters were settling down and getting ready for bed." he replied.
She giggled before turning back to her model tank and putting the finishing touches on the main gun before slapping it onto the main body.
" Bed at nine. Copy?"
" Copy that." she replied as she stood and stretched before heading out of her room to Cortana's room.
He smiled and went back to the Master Bedroom where Summer stood with a dolled-up face and a pleasant smelling perfume. He moved past her to where the Cologne she got for him was being stored. He sprayed some on before turning to find Summer in front of him. She reached up and tugged his collar, straightening out any micro wrinkles all the while taking in the scent. She smiled up at him before she turned and walked out the door with John right behind her.
" Have fun you two. Just don't have too much fun." Cortana said, peeking her head out the door with a laugh at the end.
The husband and wife got into the warthog and took off for the restaurant.
/
The mine was a bust for their trap. Too unpredictable for their traps, almost losing the team that was sent in for recon.
The above-ground cave on the other hand was a different story. It had its unpredictability but on a safer level. And the Grimm that lived in it was low, thank the gods. That is if they want to have them. It may be better to get rid of them. And if they lose someone to the Grimm, well it would make a believable cover story.
The head of this group looked at the list of traps that were set up. They found some nice hidey holes to store weapons in. And with natural cracks in the ceiling filled with covered explosives, their target would get pinned under tons of rock.
John will not survive his trek in this cave. He will die. They will make him suffer.
" Ma'am, I know we are going to get his sister as well for supporting him, but what are we going to do about his wife and adopted daughters?" one man asked.
" One is a damn Faunas. We kill her. The other I believe is the missing Heiress for the Schnees. So we take her back and hopefully get a reward. If not, then at the least we did a service. As for the others, they join us or die."
That got a grunt of agreement. Now just came a date and a lure.
/
The date went along great...until halfway to the restaurant when John triggered the first surprise. He triggered a low vibration of the plug which made her breath hitch. She looked down at herself wondering if she sat on something before she looked at him.
The dinner was where things got more interesting. For he not only upped the vibrations of her plug, he also turned on the pantie. When they ordered, he had both on full blast making her stutter while she ordered. He did show mercy while they ate, putting both to low vibration. The dinner was good and she managed to neatly eat her meal of sauteed shrimp and pasta despite her wanting to moan and go down on her husband. But she managed to eat her meal while saving her lust-filled hunger for later. She only went to the bathroom once and when she got up, she could feel the leakage that she tried to hold run down into her socks. Not urine, but lubricant that a woman would squirt when she hit that point of pleasure and orgasm.
When they were ready to pay and leave, did John turn the vibrations up again making her knees shake and give her a wobble when she walked. When she sat in the hog, John took the time to buckle her in and give her a long kiss that turned into a slight make-out session. That was until she felt a pair of cuffs slap around her wrists, with her arms behind her back. John asked if she trusted him to which she nodded. He then drove them to an open field where he parked and kissed her again and again and asked if she trusted him.
" John, you know I do. Now please fuck me. The anticipation is killing me. I need to feel you in me." she said as she shifted around. That is when John grabbed something from the back. She hung her head back as she felt the vibrations seem to increase when he set something down on the floorboard and adjusted it. She felt him lift her dress seeing the mess she was making and pushed something into her, after moving past her lips and making her let out a quiet moan that turned into a true moan as it pushed further into her as it began to vibrate. She closed her eyes and began to breathe heavier as she began to sweat. She already had at least one squirting orgasm thanks to the vibrating plug, possibly two with how her panties and socks felt when she stood at the restaurant. And already she could feel a third coming pretty damn quick. That slow-burning flame John started by stroking her panties in the bathroom was quickly turning into a raging fire.
And that raging fire grew even more as they made their leisurely way home, John making sure to tease her all the while.
' John, when we get home, you are not going to deny me. I will have you. And I will not take no for an answer. We will go until I have had my fill.' she thought as she felt a wave of pure pleasure hit as vaginal fluid squirted around the toy and spraying the floorboard and part of the dash. She squirted one more time before they got home. And when they did, she could not stand and had John carry her to their bedroom. By the time John got her to the room and shut the door, she had recovered enough. And thanks to John unzipping her dress enough to expose her bra-covered breasts to fondle and play with on the way home to tease her, she slipped out of the dress and stood right in front of him as he closed the door.
He started seeing her standing in front of him. But the look in their eyes. They did not hold love with a small splash of lust that she usually had. No no no, she had only one emotion in her eyes. It was pure, raw, unadulterated lust. And the strength it gave her was enough for her to throw him onto the bed, catching John completely off guard. She jumped onto him and ripped his shirt off of him before she slammed her lips onto his in a lust-filled kiss. She spotted a pair of cuffs on the headboard. How they got there she did not know, nor did she care. She grabbed them and slapped them onto John's wrists.
John looked into Summer's silver eyes. The woman that he just had dinner with no longer had that hungry look. She normally approached sex like someone who was hungry, but not enough to forget her manners, she would cut her food into bite-size pieces and eat in a neat manner. Now? Now she had the hunger of a starved lioness with a fresh kill. There was no love in her eyes. Just lust, She was going to devour him alive. And by the way she licked her lips, said that she was going to lustfully feast on him like a woman who has not eaten in months being presented with a buffet.
" Summer, what…"
" Shhhhhh, you will be fine. I am not going to hurt you. I am just going to take from you what you owe me. Every. Last. Cent." she said as she undid his shoes and pants leaving him naked and cuffed onto the bed.
Summer looked at his naked and cuffed form. She didn't need to do anything to get herself aroused. She was already wet enough to end a drought. It was John that she needed to get a hard-on. Not a problem for her. She knew how to make even the most stubborn of cock stand at attention. She started with using her tongue to lick just the tip to get him at attention before she took him in. And only until she felt him getting close. She then stopped and made John return the favor. But unlike her stopping right as John was about to cum, she made sure to cum right on his face and basically, sexually waterboarding him.
She would repeat this with variations ranging from using her hand, her mouth, breasts, her thighs, and more. She would give a five-minute break after each secession before she set back on him, again and again, to get him to the razor's edge before ceasing and getting on his face. All the way till dawn when she finally let him shoot his load in her. The denials that she forced upon him, the amount of semen that was readied and forced back, pretty much emptied him for the night. And the release of the pressure that was built up, put him out of action for the rest of the morning.
Summer, who collapsed onto his chest, looked as he passed out. She smiled snuggling up to him as she heard his hard and deep breathing. She looked down to where they were still connected and lifted herself off of him. Before she went to bed, she 'cleaned' him. She checked the time and saw that the girls would be getting up soon for school. She sent a message to Signal saying that she was not coming in and promptly went to bed.
After fifteen minutes, the door opened to reveal Cortana. She walked in and, after making sure they were asleep, started to pick up their clothes and grab the glass and the cameras she had the foresight to hide.
She paused to take in their naked forms before walking out of the room and put the laundry in the hamper, glass on the counter, and cameras in her room before she went to get the girls up. As she exited her room and stood in front of Ruby and Yang's door, she froze as her eyes flashed from their normal cyan blue to an angry red. It was just a flash, but it was enough to make her worry.
She pushed it aside and walked in to wake the girls.
/
The traps were set. Now it was just the bait. They needed bait. But what to bait the trap with was the question. It had to be something somewhat personal. An employee perhaps. It would have to be one of those filthy animals. He would not run out to find a fellow human, but he would go out of his way to find a Faunas. Especially if it was one from his precious company.
Now it was just luring one out. Hunting season was coming up and he for sure had faunas employees that enjoyed hunting. All it would take is one. All that they would need is one.
" Dill, don't you have a friend that works in that company?"
" I do. And he is friends with one of those animals."
" Does he know of your affiliations?"
" No. He doesn't. And that might be a good thing."
" Is his buddy a hunter as well?"
" He is. And he is taking time off to go and scout his plot out."
" We ambushed him. Wack him and drag him into our trap. We will go to Mendez after the deed. Get your friend to run back to John and get him to come out and search for him. We need to make sure that your buddy sees where he went so he can lead that bastard to the cave."
They all nodded and the boss went to the kitchens. The scent of a freshly cooked roast could be smelt as she opened the door. It made her hungry. She walked up and cut a slice off, spooned on some gravy and vegetables. She sprinkled some salt on the vegetables and poured herself a glass of wine and sat down to eat. Whatever they may be, whatever they may or will do, one thing was for sure, this organization had one hell of a cook.
/
John woke with the sun shining into his eyes. He went to shield them but found his hands cuffed to the bed.
' Oh. Right. Summer went a little crazy last night.' he thought, ' What time is it?'
He looked over at the alarm clock and saw that it read 11:30. He must have slept through the alarm. He looked down and saw his wife sleeping peacefully away. He looked at the cuffs and started to look for flaws. He couldn't see much in the way of defects. But it looked like these were more props than actual cuffs. He spotted a release catch. He hit the catch and the cuffs unlocked. He rubbed his wrists and looked back to see that Summer was smiling in her sleep, and she let out soft moans. Movement caught his eye as he looked and saw that her pelvis was moving up and down. What was she dreaming about?
/
Summers very erotic dream
She was walking on a sidewalk through a field. Her destination was clear. A stone bench that sat at about waist high. She could see it. It was a warm but clear night. She was perfectly comfortable, especially for being completely naked. She walked up to the bench and leaned upon it waiting. It didn't take long.
From the trees came five men. They all had the same blue eyes, same brown hair, same scars of battle and surgeries. All of them were John, the man she married.
Now one could be forgiven if they are confused. Well O Dear Reader Mine, since Summer is dreaming, and had a lot of sex with her husband before she passed out, her mind is still running on hornie. And since she is married, her hornie brain is essentially wanting to get gangbanged by multiple copies of her husband. Odd? Yes.
And that is what proceeded to happen. She gave oral, handjobs, anal, vaginal...all of it. She took the cum both in her and on her. And the rising and falling and grinding of hipps on the outside? Yea, her body is kind of reacting to what she is dreaming of.
/
Back in the land of the awoken
John watched as she slept for a moment before making his way to the bathroom to wash up and get ready for what little of the day he had left. He did his normal routine and walked out to see that his wife was stirring. She would be getting up any second now.
She rolled to face the bathroom where John was standing and opened her eyes. She let out a groan as she rolled to her back and sat up, stretching all the while.
" Morning sweetie." She yawned out.
" It is noon actually." he corrected.
" Noon, yes noon." she said.
Her eyes darted to the clock a second or three later in shock as the word set in.
" Damn. When did we get to bed again?" she asked.
" Not sure about you, but I passed out at about 5:30-6:00." he replied.
She let out an " Ahh" before she made to get up. She looked down at the sheets as if she felt something. She reached down with a finger and sniffed.
" John, did I cum in my sleep?" she asked, looking at him.
John shrugged. " What did you dream about?"
She shrugged. " Something erotic if memory serves." she said.
Her eyes widened. " How did you get out of the cuffs?" she asked.
He showed her the tab saying that while a key was needed, they were not for law enforcement and as such had something for emergencies.
She couldn't argue with it and stood, before quickly walking to the bathroom. She was still plugged after all and really needed to use the porcelain throne.
/
Cortana sat in her room with a mirror. She waited and hoped that it was a fluke. A one-off shot of Rampancy. But she knew better. When she first took the body, she did a full diagnostic. Her rampancy faded back into the recesses of her mind and systems.
It would come again and again until she lost it. But how bad would it be? She was in control of her body and as such could not harm anyone. She could not decompress decks and kill the crew or set the reactors to self-destruct.
" I should have been planning for an event like this. Made contingency plans, something." she scolded herself for not thinking of it. How could she have missed this? Not have thought of it?
She only hoped that when she did shut down, it was quick, painless and that the family could move on without her. She would first chip herself and move all data needed to the dawn as well as all star charts.
' How would I go is the question. Am I just going to stop breathing? Will it be painless? Or will I suffer?' These were the thoughts going through her head.
' I made you a promise John. And I intend to keep it.'
She needed to move and not be in this room with her thoughts. The last thing she needed was to be alone right now. She went to the door and opened it. Now, where would John be? Both he and Summer were not going into work today due to last night's events, but that just said that they were not at work, just in the house.
And as luck would have it, they were in the living room cuddling. God, she hated the bomb she was going to drop on them. She really did. She did not want to do this. Stealing herself, she walked in and sat in a chair. The two looked at her, at first with something snarky, but shifted to worry upon seeing her face. It was showing.
" Cortana, you ok?" Summer asked.
She shook her head and Summer pulled her into an embrace.
" Whatever it is, we can get through it. Now tell us what is wrong." she said, stroking her hair.
Cortana looked John in the eye. He seemed to understand.
" Rampancy." it was a statement, not a question.
She nodded. He stood as well and embraced her.
" What are we going to do?" She asked choking up.
John let out a breath. " I don't know. But I believe the first thing we need to do is talk to an expert." he said.
" Pallandina?" Cortana asked.
" Yes." John said as he disengaged the embrace and pulled out his scroll.
" Who is Panadina?" Summer whispered.
" He helped in making me this" Cortana said as she gestured to her body.
" Oh."
John hung up saying that Palandina was booked for the next couple of weeks, but if something comes up he will pencil her in.
" How long have you been having episodes?" John asked.
" Just once this morning."
Ok now that she says it, it is not so bad, but still worrying.
He nodded and helped her pack a bag for an emergency chance Plandina could get her in.
" We will get this fixed Cortana. I promise."
" Don't make a girl a promise you can't keep." she quoted herself back to him.
/
Alice Vermilion crouched in the bushes and watched as Lang Sage, the friend of Bryce Green who was on the opposite side of her of the trail hiding in the bushes.
"...so that was my fishing trip. Got a nice catch to mount on the wall and another to put in the freezer. And of course the one that got away and took a damn good lure." the faunas bastard was saying.
' Be sure to say everything you want to say said because they will be the last you will ever speak.' she thought as she followed at a discreet distance.
They talked and continued to shoot the shit. If it weren't for the fact one was a faunas and the other a faunas sympathizer, the conversation would have been kind of boring to her and possibly the others, if not a good tale to tell to buddies at the bar.
But, he wouldn't be able to tell tails at the bar after today. He would be long gone. She watched as they walked past trees and bushes. Across creeks and rivers until they reached a good spot to take him. She clicked her mic in the go signal. The first part of the attack was to incapacitate the human enough to not get in the way, but functional enough to get back to Mendez and bring him to the cave.
A couple of her men tackled and beat the human to a point that he could run but not help, the rest took to outright beating the animal of a person. Stab wounds, broken bones. Everything to make him suffer and hurt for being the way he was. After all, it was not the charter that made the man, it was what he was. An animal, a third-rate citizen. Dirt was worth more than this scum. His screams of pain, agony, and pleas for them to stop were music to her ears. She walked up to his broken body with an arrow knocked to the bowstring. The arrowhead would rip through his heart and exit the back, and with the size of the head, it would rip all things apart. He looked up into her eyes hoping in vain for mercy, but her eyes held no mercy. Just the sadistic joy of seeing him in pain and suffering behind the face mask was met with a matching sadistic smile.
She pointed the bow at his chest and let the string go. There was a THRUM followed by a wet TWACK and a scream that was music to her as the faunas died. Sweat, sweat music.
Using hand signals, she ordered her men to start dragging the body to the cave that their trap was laid in.
Lang had begged for them to stop just for his pleas to fall on deaf ears. His friend was murdered right in front of him and dragged off. He coughed and stood with the help of a branch. He needed to get his friend's body back, but he was in no shape to follow and even fight them or Grimm. Coughing, he made his way back the way he came with his scroll in hand.
" Liz * cough, cough* I need you to come get me. I * wet cough* was ambushed and need a hospital."
" I am making my way there now. But I would bring someone with a weapon in to meet me."
/
It has been a couple of days since Cortana's bombshell. The atmosphere was as if someone came in and told the family she was in stage four cancer and was going to die. But the one thing that can be said for this family is this, they come together in a crisis. Cortana was showered with love and get wells. If she were human, the amount of love and compassion would have put her in the grave with a smile on her face. They were such a good family. That she helped in raising them was just a bonus.
It was a Saturday afternoon and the small family decided to have a late lunch early supper. John was recently given a smoker from Mal and Maria Xio-Long. The first thing they did was a turkey breast. A decent size one as well. They followed a recipe from some random bloke on the internet that went by the name of Flooded with Flavor. They followed as close as they could but did have to change some things up. But for the most part, followed along.
Sadly that was after the unintended company came along. A vehicle came up with a couple of guys needing John's help. Apparently, a buddy was ambushed with a friend of his. His friend was a faunas and was killed while they were out scouting hunting plots. John was asked to accompany them as they were his employees. He agreed and went to get his gear as Summer and Cortana tended to the meat.
There was something about these guys that Cortana did not like. Something she could not put her finger on, just a feeling. And the well-hidden hatred of Blake when she came out with some utensils for the meat. It was just a flash in the eyes that spoke of murderous intent, that was quickly hidden as fast as it came. It was quick and one would mistake it for just surprise. And that is what Cortana chalked it up to, but still.
She followed John to their 'public' armory where John dawned a bio and gel layer before he affixed the armor plates to him. This was a different set of armor. Ever since he told the world about their brethren among the stars, he stayed clear of using anything UNSC related aside from the odd med-pack. One could make the argument that John was given a set of armor for Huntsmen work, but he wanted to put some distance between him and anything related to the UNSC, so a new armor set for Huntsmen work was needed for the public. It was a relatively quick and simple design based on some of Remnants armor as well some spunk from the girls. Tactical black armor with ammo pouches along the belt, sleek and low profile for the greeves and arms. The chest, like the Mjolier, had an abdominal plate as well as the chest. It had extra pouches as well as a tactical hip cape thing. The chest plate itself was sleek as well as the shoulders. On the left peck was extra ammo packs and on the right was pad like a piece of armor that acted more as a guard than anything. The helmet had built-in air scrubbers and CBRUN rigs in the helmet and a T-shaped visor with the bottom part being hidden behind the CBURN rig. ( I am trying to describe clone trooper armor along the lines of Rexs phase II armor with a splash of Death Trooper thrown in by way of paint scheme. How did I do on describing it? )
Something perfect for close work in tight spaces. Plus it made John look like a badass. He grabbed a bullpup shotgun and a couple of side arms of high caliber. He left the grenades because cave and explosives don't exactly mix well.
" John, I don't like them." Cortana said as Summer walked down the steps.
" What do you mean?" she asked.
" Can't place it, but I swore nothing but hatred for Blake when she came out with the turkey. Their and gone like lightning."
John checked his weapons over and once satisfied, slid them onto their mag-mounts before he slid his blade into a sheath mount on the small of his back.
" I doubt anyone would make up a story of one of my employees getting ambushed just to get me out in the open to take a shot." Before Cortana or Summer could say anything, he continued, " But that does not mean that I won't be careful."
Cortana grabbed an add-on and motioned John to hand her his helmet. She affixed it to John's helmet and handed it back.
" Emergency locator beacon. I know this suit has one but I would feel better if you had a second, more stronger one." she said as John took the helmet and slid it on his head.
" Keep dinner hot for me will you?" he asked the two.
" We will. Now go find your employee and bring him home." Summer said as she raised herself up on her tiptoes and placed a kiss where his mouth would be.
He gave her a quick embrace before he made his way out. The two women also made their way up and back to the grill and smoker where they watched the meat cook and collect that nice smokey flavor. The girls helped in getting other things ready as well as just having fun sparring.
It was a couple of hours later when the meat was done and they were ready to eat did things go downhill.
Cortana had just cut a piece of turkey and was about to eat it when she paused. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she received a message. What it said made her slam her utensils onto the table in pure rage making the girls jump.
" I knew those bastards could not be trusted." She growled out as she fixed Summer with a glare that would make the Grimm shit itself. Her eyes were rampant red as she sneered.
" Get your gear." She ordered the woman as she stood and went to the armory pulling her scroll out in one motion.
" Raven, drop whatever the fuck it is you are doing and get your ass over here...don't make me send an ARGENT missile your way bitch." Cortana hung up with a shocked Summer behind her as they got to the armory just as Raven's portal opened.
" Alright bitch what was so God damn...Cortana, are you okay?" Raven asked, seeing that Cortana was ready to rip out the soul of someone using the dullest of knives to make it as painful as possible.
" No Raven. I am not okay. If I was, I would be worried. Now get some damn guns on you as well as ammo."
" Cortana, what is going on?" Summer finally asked as she grabbed the AIs arm and spun her to face her.
Cortana's glare just grew, " Since you are John's wife I will let this slide as well as the fact that you don't know what I just received." Cortana said, spinning away and arming up in marine BDUs with Summer getting her new attire. Her dress now had armor sewn into the fabric as well as an armored breastplate. She also had armored shin guards to go with her boots.
" My system received a message from one of our satellites in orbit. John triggered the beacons as well as the status of his vitals. He is wounded."
/
Earlier
John rode in the bullhead to where Lang was jumped. His friend came over and explained that he and a few buddies were going to get Lang's friend's body. When they landed they were all gung-ho and ready for what lay ahead. John could not blame them. If one of his friends went missing, he would not hesitate to go out and find them. But what Cortana said stuck with him. Not like he would let his guard down anyways, but with her rampancy starting to flare up, well, she probably saw something that he couldn't.
He reserved judgment, but they were doing their fair share of taking out the odd Grimm or three. And since they all hunted, they were able to track the body. Almost too easily though. Like one of them was there to drag the guy off. Again he had to remind himself that they were hunters that sat in a tree and waited for a shot to take so they could have dinner on the table.
When they got to the cave that was to hold the body.
They flicked their lights on and began their trek through. The feeling of them being watched was not only present but intense. The further they went, the stronger that intensity got. And not just intense but he could feel an underlying emotion of hate and rage.
He paused by an off-shoot passage and shined a light down it. Nothing. Or at least nothing obvious. He could see that the dust had been disturbed, but could not tell how long ago it was. He let out a hum of thought and turned to continue the search for his missing employee. They searched for almost an hour and a half before anything happened.
He heard the quietest of sounds coming from behind him. The very familiar sound of a safety being flipped off along with the sound of steel sliding across leather, a knife leaving its sheath.
" Hear or see something?" he asked, turning to face the two.
They were looking all over the cave with weapons out and ready to bring up.
" No. Just got the creeps all of a sudden." came one voice.
" Don't get too jumpy. The last thing we need is friendly fire." John stated.
" Wait, friendly fire is on?"
John turned to him with a blank look on his face. " Please tell me that was rhetorical."
" Ummmm, I would like some cookies please."
" What does cookies have to do with anything?"
" They are delicious. I would also want orange juice."
John shook his head and turned to continue his search, shining his light on the walls and stalagmites. He took a few steps forward still searching and finding nothing. For the next half hour to an hour, they searched before finding something. It was a shoe. And before long they found the rest. And that is when things went downhill.
" I found the body." he informed, shining his light on the body.
What he received was a sudden and stabbing pain in his back as one of the men shoved his blade to the hilt into his back. He was then hit in the back of the helmet with a bar or something that sent him stumbling forward. His weapon was kicked from his hands and was repeatedly kicked and hit.
His training kicked in as he grabbed the bar aimed for his faceplate and jerked it out of the person's hand. He was met with a sudden shock of electricity coursing through him as a maul was slammed into the side of his head making him see stars and cracking his helmet. He was then stabbed multiple more times in the few gaps that allowed a blade to slide by. He felt hard and heavy impacts on his limbs and chest as if they were trying to break them. With his head still ringing, he swept his legs out and caught a couple off guard as they hit the ground. Another hard impact and he was sent down again. A hard impact on his back was both felt and heard. He felt his back crack. He quickly rolled to the side and out of the second strike.
Grabbing the magnum at his hip, he spun and shot a round off into the closest thug's chest before spinning and slamming the butt of the weapon into the side of the head. He ducked another swipe of a bar and fired into the person's stomach. He dove to the side and stood just to get sent face-first into the ground and felt a striking pain in his right arm.
A loud boom was heard from above as stones started to shower down. John scrambled to his feet and made his way for the exit, just to get booted back into the showering of stones. He felt stalactites, boulders, and other sizes of rocks land on him/other rocks. He could feel them impact his body, bruising and even giving hairline cracks or fractures on his limbs and ribs. His already cracked and dented helmet took an even bigger beating, bringing it to its breaking point when it stopped...or at least quit hitting the helmet and other body parts.
With his head still spinning and foggy, possibly a concussion, he managed to queue up both of his beacons. It was a good amount of time later, the boulders and rocks were removed from around his head. He at first thought Cortana managed to get a few people to come and get him but was instead met with a scowling face of an angry woman. Her white hair was done up in a bun and in a cap. She was not ugly but at the same time, not the greatest looking either.
She huffed as she holstered her weapon.
" Look at this pathetic piece of shit of a human being." she said before she turned to her subordinates, " The man that took your sons and daughters, husband and wives, brothers and sisters away from us! AND FOR WHAT?" she demanded.
" To protect those lousy animals. And even adopt one over a human." she sneered, earning sounds of approval.
" This was all a setup?" John thought, or at least thought he thought. He must have said it out loud because she squatted right in front of him with her pointing to her head.
" THINK JOHN, THINK! Why would they lead you this far into a cave with weapons drawn!?"
' That is a meme somewhere he thought.
" It was to kill you. And we are. But not right away. Oh no, that would be too easy. We are going to suffocate you. And hope you die a slow and painful death." she said as she hefted a canister. She bashed it onto his helmet making it break even more and causing pieces inside the helmet to break and fall onto him. She then withdrew a tablet and tapped it to his visor. The image showed him the outside of the cave where the others were waiting for something.
" We are going to your house and will kill and skin that animal of a daughter of yours alive. We might let your wife go after a beating, not sure about that bitch yet. Your children will be spared but will be having a traumatic experience for the rest of their lives. Just like what you did to us You took our sons, our daughters. Our husbands and wives. Brothers and sisters. You took them all away from us." She paused," But mostly, you took my Akron away from me. My younger brother." she said as she motioned for her men to pack the rocks back around his head with the canister inside it.
" Let's move." came her muffled voice.
That explained why she seems to have a hatred for him
It took a few minutes before the image on the screen showed the party coming out of the tunnel.
" We got a house to find and an animal to put down." she said motioning to the vehicles they came in on.
/
" Raven, how strong is your connection to John?" Cortana asked.
" I would need to be in close proximity. At the very least the mouth entrance. Possibly even further in. Why?" she asked.
" Because when we land, I want you to portal us to him then get back to the house and defend it. I read ahead and I just know that they are going to attack. Show them no mercy. And keep those kids safe."
There was silence in the Pelican as they flew at top speed to where the cave was located.
" When I find the bastards that tried to kill John, I am going to put him or her in a chamber that is worse than what Red put Galen in. I will give them every death known to mankind. And worse." Cortana uttered.
" Uhhh Cortana?" Summer called. Cortana's normal electric blue eyes that normally held joy and mischief, was now an angry, rampant red that held the promise of pain to anyone who crossed her.
" What?"
" Are you going to be okay?"
" Does it look like I am going to be okay?" she snarled back.
Both Summer and Raven held looks of shock.
Summer let out a cautious breath.
" Cortana, I know you are worried. We are as well, but has it occurred to you that it is quite possible that he legitimately got wounded with the same happening to the others?" Summer asked.
Cortana glared at her before letting out a breath. " It is possible but I do not believe it. Not with the hate I glanced in their eyes." she said as she pushed the Pelican to maximum velocity, speeding it towards the cave that John was being held in.
" We are only a few minutes out. Get locked and loaded." Cortana informed me.
The two women grabbed their close-quarters weapons and checked the magazine before cycling the bolts and slides.
Raven had her Ordachie, Omen, at her hip as well as one of John's MA5s. Summer left Second Burdon at home in favor of her Graces and an SMG fitted with a flashlight and suppressor along with her ever-present knife. She had packed light on ammo due to the nature of this being a search and rescue mission.
/
John watched as the group of murderers made for his home. He tried to free himself but with the tons of rock pinning him in place, he couldn't do much. He could not shake loose in the pile. Nothing. If he had his Mjolnir on, he would be able to do more. But as is? He only had his impressive strength to use and right now it was not enough to move the boulders.
The canister was cracked open and was letting out its contents. His Hud identified it as argon and it was displacing the oxygen in the confined area around his head. His internal oxygen levels were getting low as it is, and with the ever-shifting rubble, it was breaking his helmet even more. With each crack that formed, oxygen leaked out depleting his supply.
His HUD was still functional and it displayed his injuries. His arms had cracks with his right arm even having a partial fracture. His legs held cracks but it was his knee that needed to be looked at. One of the stalactites fell and slammed into his knee and from what his HUD was saying, he needed to get it looked at. On top of the stabbings that he insured. He was stabbed in the shoulders, back, arms and legs.
So on top of slowly losing air, which is already low, bleeding from multiple stab wounds and broken limbs, he is being forced to watch these smooth brain idiots try and hurt his family. He was not worried about his girls, Summer and Cortana can take care of themselves with Raven even coming in to kick their ass for nothing more than a laugh. No, he wasn't worried. What he was worried about was Summers' mental health if he died here. She would be burying her second husband in less than two years.
He took a breath and held it as long as possible to conserve air and wished he had a bag of popcorn. Not just for the upcoming fight, but because they were making so many wrong turns it was not even funny, even stopping at a gas station to get directions and even cookies and orange juice for the one dumbass. He could only chuckle at the dimwits.
/
Cortana landed the pelican in front of the cave and hurriedly shut the craft down before she grabbed her weapons and lowered the ramp. She paused before she turned to Raven.
" You and Glynda close?"
" We are. You want her here?"
" Yes."
She took a breath and focused on her blond-haired, green-eyed friend. And try as she might to not think about what they did during John and Summer's honeymoon, the images of Glynda in her birthday suit kept creeping into her mind. But it worked. The portal opened and she reached in and grabbed her arm. She pulled her through with Glynda not having her shoes or her clencher and cape on.
" Ummmm. Raven, can I help you? I was just going to jump in the shower."
" Get some boots on. We may need you." came Cortana's voice.
Glynda looked over and saw Summer and Cortana in combat gear with Cortana looking like she took Raven's eyes for herself.
" Uuu, Cortana, your eyes are…"
" I know. Get some shoes on. Do you need your crop or can you channel that semblance of yours or do you just need to point?"
" I can point if I absolutely need to. My crop is something that just helps in focusing it. Now can you please tell me what is going on?" she asked as she caught the boots thrown to her from the ramp.
" John is hurt and in this cave. Once Raven can confidently get us to him, she is going back to the house to get the girls in the bunker." Summer said as she brought down a long screwdriver. She flipped the handle around and handed it to her.
With a quick thanks, she stood with tied boots and caught the flashlight that was tossed to her as well. With a quick check of their gear, they moved in.
" Raven the moment you feel like you can get us to him, do so."
" Will do."
They walked in about fifty or so feet when Raven felt her connection to John well, connect. She upped her speed and drew her blade and slashed. The three women walked through as Raven closed the portal, thought about her daughter, and slashed again before stepping through to see the girls at the table eating.
" Aunt Raven?" came Ruby's voice.
She looked at them and in her commander's voice simply said " We are going to the bunker." she focused on the seal and slashed.
" Why?" Asked Weiss.
" Because Cortana has reason to believe the house is going to get sacked. And they are looking to find and to kill Blake." Raven dropped.
That got the four girls to drop their utensils and stood at attention and marched through the portal and into the bunker. Raven poked her head in and told them to behave before she closed the portal and walked outside. She shifted into her raven form and waited on a branch for the jokers to arrive.
/
When Summer, Glynda, and Cortana walked out of the portal they were met with fallen boulders. Cortana held a scanner up and got an immediate positive ID. John was buried in the rubble.
" Glynda do your thing." Cortana ordered as she began to clear the room.
She nodded and pointed the screwdriver at the pile. The rocks came clear and she moved them all to an open corner. What met them was a badly dented helmet with cracks and even a small part of the visor missing. There was also a canister labeled Argon.
Summer wasted no time in taking his helmet off. His breathing was horse and slow as if he was getting oxygen-deprived air combined with his closed eyes, giving him the look of death.
" Summer, you got the med-kit. Get some oxygen on him. Glynda, can you move the rest of the boulders?"
Glynda pointed again and made the boulders disappear to reveal John's badly damaged armor, with a pool of blood. Some of the armor pieces looked to have been crushed sections. Possible fractures. There were punctures with congealed blood.
Cortana grabbed the bio-foam and sprayed the medical foam into the wounds as Summer hooked up oxygen to a mask and slipped it on.
" We need to get him out of here and to a hospital." Summer said.
As if she needed to. They all were thinking it.
" Glynda, can you levitate him to the pelican?"
" Yes. Let's get going."
/
Raven sat and waited. The wait wasn't long, but at the same time, it was. Qrow came to visit and almost ruined her ambush if she had not flown in and pecked him and took off the bushes. He followed her into the bushes where she shifted back and held a finger to her lips before she crouched down and out of sight. He asked his questions and she answered. He was still in some shock from what he was told. John injured? Cortana somehow reading the future and predicting that the house was going to get hit with the intent to kill Blake? She asked him to get some altitude and see if a convoy was on its way. He returned roughly five minutes ago and nodded. Good. She was called away from an important meeting with some of the Elders. They knew of her frequent disappearances. They accepted it. What they would not accept would be her just leaving them on a whim without a good reason. And what was she supposed to tell them? That someone she knew and if they had any sense did not piss off called and needed her? Sure they may believe it, but if she said that they had access to orbital weaponry? They may leave them alone but they may also urge her to take it for themselves.
' Fat chance on that. Even if we wanted to take the Dawn, we would not be able to hold it.' she thought to herself.
She heard the sound of engines approaching and settled into a more combat-oriented mindset and waited with her hand on the hilt of Omen. Qrow mirrored her with Harbinger. She didn't know how to start the confrontation but she thinks the best way to do it would be quickly and go in quietly. She had her blade with her as well as a combat knife that Cortana gave her a while back.
She watched as they pulled up and the dip shits jumped out of the car and approached the house. This is where the fun begins.
/
Alice tried the door to find it was locked. No matter. She brought her boot up and kicked the door down and led her men inside the house. No screams of alarm were heard. Could they have gone out? Possible but unlikely if the food on the table was any indication. She picked a piece of the meat up and sampled it. Turkey. Smoked turkey. She could not help but let out a groan of pleasure at the taste. It was so good and juicy that she almost hated running the dinner. Instead, she grabbed the platter and had one of her men take it to the van as she turned with her cannon out in one hand and turkey slices in the other. She ate and cleared each room on the main floor looking for the brats. Nothing. She checked the stairs. Nothing. That would mean the basement if they had one.
" Does this place have a basement?" she asked as she came back downstairs.
Her answer was an open door with a light on and stairs. She walked down them and began to look around. There were a couple of workbenches with parts for all sorts of weapons on them, a couple of manikins for armor when not in use, a blank wall with some beanbag chairs and a couple of couches as well as a projector for movies. A nice place for a movie night. Too bad no one is going to use it.
She turned to the three subordinates and asked if they found anything. Unbeknownst to them, a silent slaughter of her troops was going on outside. When she got back upstairs, she was met with an empty house.
/
Raven and Qrow started with those that stood and searched outside the house for the kids. They couldn't find any, not just because the girls were in the bunker, but also because in the next few seconds, they would be dead. Raven glided in behind one guy and with the momentum built up in her dive, she shifted back with her knife leaving its sheath on her back and plunged it into the guy's neck with her hand muffling his mouth with Qrow just simply taking the guy's head off. Quickly hiding the bodies, they moved to the next set of sentries outside until the outside guards were gone. Then they moved inside. And that is where the smaller weapons came in. Raven snuck up on one and snapped his neck while Qrow just inserted Harbinger into a guy's face. Blood splattered all over the place as they moved to the next dipshits.
" Remind me to clean the mess up when we get done." Qrow sheepishly said at the mess.
They heard more in the kitchen and moved into the kitchen and saw a few looting the fridge and others tearing the carbonates apart looking for the children. They moved in and quickly took two down before one went to call out to his friends that they had company. It was for not as he had a hand slammed into his throat cutting him off as Raven grabbed an abandoned fork and stabbed it into his throat.
" Is there a basement?" came the voice of the ring leader as she walked down the steps. They moved behind cover. Qrow frowned before he opened a drawer and grabbed a pocket gun that Summer insisted on hiding. Raven smirked at it before she grabbed a knife from the block. They heard the conversation wrap up and made for the top of the stairs and waited for her and her subordinates to come up from the basement.
When the bitch did come up, they drew their primary weapons in their right hands and borrowed in the left, they dropped right on them. Qrow and Raven slammed their blades into the guard's necks before taking aim at the ringleader.
Her aura took the bullet and the knife strike. She swung a knife to Qrow and a pistol at Raven. She fired but Raven was already ducking out of the way with Omen aimed for her gut. Her blade slid off of her aura but could not stop the beast that was Harbinger as Qrow brought it down onto her neck. Her head slid off of her shoulders with a geyser of blood hitting the ceiling.
" Remind me to clean that up before John gets home." Qrow said again.
She patted him on the shoulder.
" Let's tell the girls that they are gone but that we need to clean up first." Raven said as she turned and went down the stairs to the bunker.
/
The walkout was not hard. All they had to do was follow the trail in the dust. Once on the Pelican, they field dressed John's wounds and made for the nearest hospital. Summer and Glynda took to disassembling his armor and getting him ready for the medics to do their work.
They got the clearance to land on the roof with emergency paramedics on sean.
As the medics came to the ramp, Summer got right into what happened and his injuries.
" Trapped under a couple of tons of rubble as well as multiple stabbings and possibly low blood oxygen levels. He was trapped with a canister of Argon next to his head." she said to the closest nurse.
She nodded and punched in the data and instructed the others to get him on the stretcher and get him into an operating room.
And Summer has been waiting ever since. Cortana dropped Glynda off at her place before making for the house to get the girls. A doctor came out a couple of times and kept her up to date as to what is going on.
" He will make a full recovery. It was good that you got to him when you did. His blood oxygen levels were getting low. If we had to guess he only had a minute at most before brain damage occurred. Or at least long-lasting brain damage, termite damage at any rate. Aside from the concussion" the doctor told her, " He has stitches and will have a couple of casts on. I recommend that he have at the minimum five days of bed rest just let things set."
Summer nodded.
" Can I see him?" she asked.
" He is still in surgery but we can take you to his room." he said.
She nodded and let herself be led to a room with a window overlooking a nearby wilderness park with a pond and trees. She sat in a chair and waited. Raven and Qrow came in via portal saying that Cortana called and was going to grab the girls when she gets home. But Raven wanted to see how John was doing before going back to the house and grabbing Summers' ride and bringing it to the hospital for her to take home.
John was rolled in a few minutes later with an oxygen tube in his nose feeding him oxygen as well the IV in his arm and still unconscious. Qrow and Raven stood behind Summer and placed a hand on her shoulder. He had a half cast on his right arm, ( Just the forearm I believe ), his chest was wrapped, his legs were not in a cast but a brace as well as being raised. And that is not talking about the amount of blue covering his body mixed with stitches.
Raven had to leave shortly after he was wheeled in but said that she will be back with the others. She nodded as she stood and went to her husband and took his hand. She was not going anywhere. Qrow sat in one of the other chairs and waited with her.
" The insurance company will be coming by to replace or fix anything broken." Qrow said to fill the silence.
" I should have not let him go. I should have seen what Cortana saw." Summer let out.
" Summer you could not have known. They hid their intentions well enough that even she missed it."
" Yea, but she caught something before it happened and even had her own version of a gut feeling about them."
" And look at what she did. She had him take a second beacon, one that was stronger and capable of punching through the cave's interference." Qrow told her.
She paused as she messaged John's hand.
" You're right. It's just…"
" You can't help but blame yourself?" Qrow asked.
She nodded.
" Can't help it. Hindsight is 20/20."
She squeezed John's hand before she stood and stretched.
" I am going to go get a coffee. You want something Qrow?" she asked.
" No, I am good." he politely declined.
Taking out some Lien, she walked to the door and went to the vending machine where she got herself a steaming cup of coffee and came back. She sat and nursed that cup for a good fifteen minutes before Cortana, Raven, and the girls arrived.
" What did they say?" Cortana asked right off the bat.
" He will make a full recovery. A few cracks in his arms and legs as well as some cracked ribs." a doctor said coming in, " I also got to ask, does he have a semblance that is healing based?" he asked.
" Not that I know of. I don't think he even has his aura active." she said, causing the doc to look at her with a shocked expression.
" If he keeps healing at the rate he is going, the estimated time would drop from three months to a month and a half at the earliest."
Summer looked at John's still sleeping form. The relief she was feeling for him was more than enough to cover her shock. She was surprised to hear that he is a quick healer but at the same time, she should have figured with the way he was able to keep up with her in bed.
" Well, the only other thing I can say that is of note is a couple of things. You do know that he has circuitry at the base of his skull? And that his bones are covered in a ceramic material?" he asked.
" We are aware. And you will not reveal anything about him to anyone. In Fact, you are to label him as classified. Anyone asks, he was never here." Cortana said with an edge in her voice.
" Ma'am, I got the paperwork. We need to document everything we do simply to cover ourselves."
" Then let me word this another way. Dawn Industries is paying you to keep him off the record. It is for a good reason."
" He is the Master Chief from the UNSC isn't he?"
" How…"
" Someone that big with that much tech in him? The only one that can come close to putting a quarter of the stuff we found in him would be Atlas. That leaves only one government left to add him to. Conclusion: UNSC Master Chief Petty Officer Spartan-117 is the one currently on the bed and got ambushed. I can only guess as to why he was out of armor and got in such a state."
The shock was visible on everyone in the room.
" Patient, Doctor privileges. I can't talk about him to another person outside of those in this room."
There was a pause before Raven asked what he would need when he woke up. It wasn't much. Just to get him or an orderly and let them do their checks before he is free to head out.
" Witch looks like is going to be any second now."
They looked and saw that John was coming around. Summer quickly sat back at John's side and grabbed his hand and held it. He groaned as he opened his eyes.
" Ow." he let out.
Summer let out a laugh at John's awakening.
" What happened?" he asked.
" To put it simply sir, you got a ceiling dropped on you with a bottle of Argon." the doctor said.
" Oh. Argon. That is used in welding isn't it?" he asked, sounding very unJohn-like.
" It is sir. And you do know that you have a concussion?"
John squeezed his eyes shut briefly as his head began to pound.
" That would explain why a jackhammer is going on in my skull."
" It would." Summer said, patting his hand.
John smiled at her and let his head fall back onto the pillow.
" Now sir, I am going to say something that is going to probably make you rip my head off its shoulders. That being you are a certain armored super-soldier from another world with 117 stamped on the breastplate."
John looked at him letting the wheels turn in his concussed head. He then looked at him with a hard look. The doctor then pointed to the back of his neck and said that he had some very complex circuitry in his head.
" Anyway, we just need you to do a couple of things and you are free to go. We were going to have you on strict bed rest for a month but with your healing factor, I say we can cut that down to a week of bed rest. Just to let you mend and let things set."
John nodded and made to stand. Summer put a hand on his chest and pushed him back down saying " Easy."
" I think he wants to get home. I will go get the paperwork."
An hour later, John was wheeled out and was sent home. Cortana moved a game system to the master bedroom for him to have some sort of entertainment. Although how he would play or manipulate a controller with a cast on would be difficult. Trust the author. He knows.
/
Summer had to make a quick run to the store for supper. She knew John would be fine until she got back but still. Until he gets back on his feet, she has become a bit protective of him. Even going as far as using the ' Mother Hen' term. She was at John's side 24/7 getting everything he needed. Food? Done. Something to drink? Thirst? Quenched. Sexy times? She was assuming the position...ok maybe not that last one. But she was kind of put on the back burner. She was understanding of the fact that he was injured and any adult playtime would put him back in the hospital, but she was still as thirsty as when they first got married. She wasn't going to be able to ride him as that would possibly rebreak his mending bones. That would not be due. So what was a woman of her thirst and caliber to do? She didn't know.
She pondered the question while in the store and could not come up with anything. She wracked her brain as she shopped and packed everything in the hog. She jumped in and began to make for home. It wasn't until she spotted a sign for a store and a type of game gimmick did her mind come up with something. Something she hasn't done with John yet and only dabbled with.
Smiling, she pulled in and entered the store. A few minutes later, she reappeared. Her clothes were a bit padded I guess is the right word. Or to put it another way, like she was wearing another outfit underneath and a bag in her hand. She jumped back into the hog and made for home.
/
She walked into the house and put the stuff for supper up before doing a quick look around the house. She knew the girls were at school and Cortana was at the office so she knew she was good, but still, she would rather take the time to make sure she was alone and did not have to worry about someone walking in on her. Once that was done, she shed her outer layer of clothes to what she had underneath. A sexy nurse outfit. She slipped on white heels that would be found on a nurse, looped a stethoscope around her neck, and walked up the stairs. She pulled the headband from her thong pantie and slipped it on and took out a clipboard as she approached the door. She did a quick check to make sure her jacket was zipped, her thong was snug on her and her nylons were tight. With that, she opened the door and saw John sitting on the bed looking outside the window. So much for laying in bed but this works better.
She set the bag down catching his attention. He turned his head and was going to greet her when he caught sight of her.
" Uhhh, hi?" he said, confused.
She mentally scolded herself for not mentally putting herself into the mindset of a nurse.
Letting out a breath, lifted her clipboard and did her best gentle yet firm voice of a nurse checking a patient.
" John Mendez. Age 46 or their abouts. Male." she started, " You have had quite the ordeal. Getting buried by tons of rock and getting multiple cracked bones. That is quite a feat."
John blinked and tried and failed to wrap his head around this setup. It was obvious she was in the mood, when wasnt she, and was using his situation to add to the foreplay. He didn't know if he could perform with his injuries. Whether or not she knew that or had a plan to move around it was beyond him.
She approached the bed on his casted arm side and sat, and by coincidence, his hand was right on her butt. She positioned the stethoscope onto her ears and placed the metal end on his chest as if she was going to listen to his heart. The sight of the disk was not right to him and upon closer inspection, found it to be plastic.
' Whatever it is she is doing, she would not be able to get a real one of those.' John thought.
She did a few more things, pulse and alike before she smirked saying she had one more thing she needed to check as her hand went, surprise surprise, under his boxers and gently wrapping her hand around his shaft and started to jerk him off to get him hard.
" Uhh, Summ," he started but stopped as he noticed at some point, the zipper was pulled down to expose her breasts. She shifted her position slightly and by consequence, made them bounce and jiggle. With her right hand currently occupied, she used her left to cradle his head and gently pull him to said exposed milkers. He rolled his eyes but took the hint and pleased his wife's breasts.
" Well, I guess we can cross the concussion off the list." she said as she felt him focus on sucking her nipple as well as lightly biting them causing her breath to hitch. She kept jerking him off until she got him nice and erect. She eased him off of her succulent, round, and juicy breast and stood.
" Since you are recovering so nicely and cooperating so well, I guess we can skip to your endurance." She said as she stood and swayed over to the bag she left by the door. Instead of picking it up, she bent over and rummaged around in it making sure to move her butt back and forth to put John under her spell and something to treat him with her tight fabric-covered ass that had the bottom part of her cheeks peeking out.
She opened a box and popped a cap before she returned to her seat with something in her hands. She wrapped her arm around his neck and moved the thing in her hand to his erect member and slid it on and began pumping.
John's breath hitched as Summer placed a kiss on his lips. She pumped and pumped, letting the toy she bought for this purpose. If she could not use the fruit of her body to please her husband, then she would use the next best thing. A synthetic one that some porn star or model was paid to have her pussy modeled and to be mass-produced for males to use. Or for wives to use in the bedroom.
She added a twist to the up and down motion and that made him groan in pleasure. A groan that she wanted to hear again, and the fact that his hand gave her butt a hard squeeze turned her on even more. She took a breath and caught the whiff of raspberries coming from the toy. She was not going to let John's precious cum go to waste, oh no-no-no. She was going to find a use for it. Whether it is to be shot into her womb with one of the other toys she bought, or down in her stomach, she was going to use it.
She captured his mouth with hers again for a quick kiss before offering her nipple again.
" You know how much I love it when you suck them. Would you please favor this, naughty, naughty nurse with your magical breast-sucking mouth?"
Well, she didn't let him as she pulled him back onto her awaiting breast. They moaned together in pleasure as she upped the speed and intensity.
Summer, who had her hand resting on the back of his head, pulled him further into her breast. She felt John move his hand from her nice round and plump butt and to her waist. She smiled as she felt his hand lightly grab her leg and pull it aside as his fingers found and massaged her womanhood making her let out a moan.
She upped the motions and intensity of what she was doing. She could hear John's breathing getting heavier and she could tell that he was getting close to his limits. So close in fact that within the next couple of strokes, he shot his load up and threw the toy like a bullet through the barrel of a gun. She gasped and giggled as John let his head fall back onto the headboard.
Summer looked at the stroker that had John's cum on it and thought. Should she try and save it for the other toy she bought, or ingest it as sexually as she could. If she could save it for the other toy, she could squirt John's cum into her or wait for that and let the cum and flavored lube slide down her throat. She slid the toy off of John and held it up and made eye contact before opening her mouth and taking it all in. When she was done, she smiled and said that his wife can still have fun and that was her tax before she got up and left. Sway in her hips and all.
John just sat there stunned for a few minutes before she returned and threw the outfit she just wore to the side. She was now in something she could lounge in. A T-shirt that reached her thighs and with a chibi Grimm sharing a pot of coffee with a chibi hunter with the words ' Even Grimm needs coffee ' on it. She sat down and snuggled up to him.
" I even washed and brushed my mouth to clean it." she told him.
" What was that?" he asked after a few seconds.
She giggled, " It is something called Role-Play. Kind of like some of the games the girls like to play. Some popular ones for the woman to play are a sexy cop, or a student that desperately needs an A, or in this case and situation, a sexy nurse." she said, leaning her head on his shoulder.
John acknowledged before asking what was in the bag.
"Hmmm? Oh, just another toy that you could use on Nurse Summer when she comes to check on you again. As for the other thing, well, it is a movie. One that is just for us. Something that I can use to help you, uhh, fill in the gaps in your knowledge of sexual experience. Some that we can do and others we can talk about, and still others that I will forbid." she told him, making him give her a look.
" Summer, I am more than willing to let you do you when it comes to sex. I am more than satisfied with what we have. I know that anything sexual should be kept hidden from the girls until they are old enough, but I don't know what else there is." he admitted.
She giggled as she wiggled closer, " The adult movie I got us we will watch tomorrow. It is themed around Heros. Movies, Tv, Games, and even real-life heroes, all put in a porno." she let out.
They stayed up there until the first set of girls came home. Summer called to them saying that they would need to watch over him while she makes dinner. And what was for dinner one may ask. Well since she wanted to continue down the rabbit hole of the culinary world, she looked up things to do on the grill and found Onion bombs. Finding the video she wanted, she cut the stem and roots off the onion as well as the outer layer before she hollowed it out into a bowl before she set them aside, tearing up all the while. Damn onions. She then grabbed the ground beef as well as spices and seasoning, gave it a mix, and began stuffing. A quick wrap of bacon and rub later, she slapped them on the grill. All in all a good super. She even managed to move her nurse outfit to Cortana's room for later and grabbing the toy she bought and slipping it to him when she delivered him dinner.
She then went back downstairs and had as much family time as she could before scurrying the girls off to bed. And what a night it was. Dinner was good and family time was good as well. She helped out with homework or witch nightly chores before she sent them to relax.
Once she was sure that the girls were asleep, she went into Cortana's room to see her holding up the nurse's outfit onto herself trying to picture it on her. She turned her head to the door as Summer stepped through.
Cortana gave her a smile as her now purple eyes held a shade more blue. After the attack, Cortana was just as paranoid and protective as Summer was when it came to the home, the girls, and John. And as such her eyes stayed that angry rampant red. Shortly after that, her eyes became a more electric purple that would take on either a red or blue shade depending on her mood...as well as referring to things that seem to make no sense. Something about some author taking his sweet time putting a chapter up and making this a chapter full of that sweet sweet love making that she loves to see. Or grabbing recipes from the 21st century for her to try out.
" Sooo, how did he like nurse Summer Rose taking care of him today?" Cortana asked in a playful tone, a tone that said she knew exactly what she did.
Summer had a light blush but smiled, " I think he enjoyed it. Still confused though. So I would need to do this a bit more."
" You didn't do intercourse did you?"
" No. I am too scared of hurting him and reopening wounds and unmending his bones. I didn't even go down on him, I was so worried." Summer said, " I used a stroker toy that I bought. Along with a couple of other things." Summer finished as she started to strip.
Cortana listened and watched as her friend and sister-in-law. She had obviously seen her naked before and still enjoyed seeing her in such a state. She would like it even more if she could help in making her squeal in delight, but for now, had to enjoy the show she was given. But that did not mean she could not have a bit of fun as she approached her and helped in getting her naked. As well as feeling her up.
" Cortana, are you feeling me up hoping for something to happen." Summer asked.
" I would be lying if I said no. But I am more than content to get you going and ready. Plus you are just so hot that I would like to try you on...if you are up to it." Cortana replied as she cupped Summer's breasts and gave them a jiggle.
Summer let out a sigh as she looked over her shoulder. " I am not going to say keep dreaming but at the same time, don't get your hopes up too high." she replied as she reached for her stockings and sat to slip them on.
" And why are you putting those on instead of your panties if you weren't wanting to tease me?" Cortana asked.
Summer rolled her eyes with a huff before continuing.
" What else did you get?"
Summer, who just pulled on her second stocking, looked at her with a blank look before answering, " I also got a toy for myself or for John to use on me. It is smaller than John because I refuse to let even a fake dick inside me that could even be remotely bigger than what John has. Aside from a suction cup, it has a reservoir that you can suck water or lube into, or what I am hoping to do, to suck John's cum into it and squirt it into pussy for the high I can get." she stood and bent to put her thong on, " I also got raspberry-flavored lube and a movie for us to watch tomorrow so I can expand his knowledge of sexual acts and kinks that is hero themed." Summer said as she stood and put on the jacket and zipped it up.
" Let me guess, Heroes of Remnant?"
Summer gave her a curious look, " How did you know?"
Cortana laughed and said she stopped in a store to get some stuff for her and John to use on you and or vice versa. But what caught my eye was a particular person on the cover."
Summer looked at her with a quirky brow, " A Spartan-II was on the cover. And what Spartan-II is currently on Remnant and considered a hero?"
Summer's eyes widened and lit as she looked at her.
" When did this film come out again?"
" Well, John went public about space two months ago? This came out a couple of weeks ago. But that would mean it was written and shot earlier before release. And that is not counting any and all fan-made content and art that would deal with the Master Chief. That probably came when he first made a more public appearance." Cortana said before uttering something about how 34 artists are insanely fast and looking at Samsung Sam.
Summer coughed to get her attention.
" Are you going to be okay sweetie?"
" Oh yea. I am fine. So, want an assistant?"
/End/
Ahhhh, done. We are done with this chapter. I am sure people will have questions, so allow me to preemptively answer them. The only one I can think of that people will ask is why was John wounded so badly and why not use his Mjolnier? Well as stated in the story, this is a public face. Kind of hard to explain why he had the Chiefs armor if he just got done showing that he and MC are two different people. So he needed a set of armor that does not scream UNSC affiliate like the ODST armor would. And since I like throwing in references to other works of Si-Fi that I like, as well as watching The Bad Batch and the Clone Wars, I decided to let Captain Rex have some time in the light with just a spash of DeathTrooper in the color scheam. And since it dosent have the same reactive circuits that Mjlonier does, well, I am sure you can see where I am coming from.
So why put John in this situation you may ask. Well aside from wanting to put John in a situation for Summer to tease and exercise her thirst, it is more of a reminder that John is still human and can still get wounded if caught in the wrong kit.
Then we got Cortana and her Rampancy. No I am not going to let her die, I need her in the next book. I have read many books where Cortana just gets a Forerunner upgrade to get her meta-stable, I wanted to do this differently. I want her to struggle with it. And while it seems like it was over shortly after it began, but I really wanted that anger to show itself. The day when she found out was when she experienced the sadness and the melancholy. And while I didnt have Jealousy in their, who is to say that she didnt feel it and just not spoke of it. Besides, their was a whole day that I skipped over. One could make the argument that she is ever so slightly jealous of Summer, and as such when she makes "plans" for John and Summer she is picturing herself instead of Summer. But dont worry, I am wanting her to struggle and to fight with it. Eventually both will come to an agreement and she reaches meta-stable.
As the title suggests, Old Problems, Same Boogaloo, we got remnants of the Fists that were lead by Akron Whinchester are now led by his sister who is just as much of a human supremacists. Like any organization that breaks or splinters, their will be those who try to resurrect it. Look at the Covonant. Once it broke how many different factions were their?
Anywho that is this chapter. I want to give my hopes for next chapter before we move on. What I am looking to do is a few things. The first being a two year time skip when Yang, Blake and Weiss are 12 with Ruby being 10. The reason? I want the Dawn to be launched next chapter as well as brining Ironwood further into the fold. I am also wanting to get Sienna brought back in as well as getting Adam involved. That is the plan as of the moment. It is subject to change. Now lets move onto to something else, like what is going on in the gaming world shall we?
So lets start off with Halo.
How many of you were in the Tech Demo that they put out? I got the invite and had fun. A few things werent all that kosher, like the time it took to download or that the first day was me or the Bots rubberbanding all over the place. My only other complaint is the sound of the AR. In 4 it was meaty. Now? Not so much.
In the time it took to get this out, we had a new season in the MCC focused around the Elites witch was nice. The Elites needed some love. And we got the Champians bundle in halo 4! Now can we get some original content for 4? Or how about H2A? New armor for Reach? No. All is going to 3? Ok so I saw on Youtube someone posting about the next season of the MCC. The armor looks good but if it is another update for three I am done. I get Halo 3 holds a special place in peoples hearts and it saw some of the best times to be a halo fan, but come on. You got other games that need love as well. When was the last time H2A got any attention? When I look at the seasons, after Halo 3 ODSTs season, it was always a split between 3 and another game, or just focused most if not all the season on 3. Do I hate 3, no. Is it my all time favorite? No. I just want to see other games get some attention. Does it seem like I am complaining, maybe. But I like to see it as constructive criticism.
Destiny
So the season of the Zavalla intro is gone as well as the season of the splicer. How about I give my thoughts real quick on both.
Chosen was good. Didn't care for the look of the loot, or at least the armor. The weapons were kind of cool as well as that scout rifle. And lets not forget the story of how the Comander was almost assassinated not once but twice. Then their is Cital just grabbing the Psyon and pulling a Bane and Batman moment. I like how she is supposed to be the bad of the season and that she wants to enslave us but really, she just wants to go home, kick some Hive ass and let the Guardians go ape. Personally I feel like she is more or less just an antagonist rather then a villion. Infact she is pretty friendly with Osiris during the Persiage mission...or should I Savathun. Ehh that is for later. Cital is like that guy on the other team that you play against but once the game is done comes up and starts cracking jokes and is like a friend.
Then we get the Splicer. Ohhh boy. That was pretty good. Especially the lore behind it. How the factions were planning a coe with Lakshmie wanting to be the dictator and House Light moving into the city...and raising the tenchons in the people. Now I dont blame them. Humanity in the Destiny universe have been at war with the Fallen since they first arrived at earth and had no sign of slowing.
So I can accept that people would be worried and sceptecal. What I do not accept are those that wont even entertain the thought of trying to make peace with House Light, a House that laid down its arms in an attempt for peace.
How does the old saying go? Keep your friends close, and your enemies with in range of your primary firearm? What do I mean by this? If you let them in, you watch them and prepare for them to betray. You are extending an olive branch but also preparing for the worst.
And did no one in the tower see the FUCKING TAKEN BLIGHTS ALL OVER THE DAMN PLACE? NO ONE?! ZAVALLA, YOU ARE LOOKING AT A DAMN BLIGHT EVERY FIVE SECONDS WHEN YOU TURN AROUND! SAY SOMTHING!
I want to address Lakshmi real quick, never before did I want to put an Actrium War rig rigged Sweet Businesses Mag into someones face but she took that spot. Then, Wicked Joker made me rethink my thoughts. I encourage you to check his video out.
And now we are in the season of the lost. Its still to new to give my thoughts but I like the look of the armor. But the Destiny section is getting kind of long so I am not going to say much more. I know I am leaving out Witch Queen and the 30th anniversary but that can wait.
Now lets move onto IRL.
A war ended. A 20 year war has ended. And it was botched. I dont want to go to much further into it because Politics. What else do you want me to talk about for IRL? I cant think of much. That is the only note worthy think to talk about.
So reviews?
Psihopatul
it's been a long while since I read this story. now I'm back and starting to catch up. there are lot of spelling mistakes in this one that I could see but I hope that you've improved in the more fresher chapters.
as for religion part that was actually a good touch. I am not at all religious myself but this was just a good amount, not being too vague and also not being the type of "here I'll shove done religion down your throat because you're wrong".
keep up the good work.
Well welcome back man, nice to have ya. I am unsure when you stopped or when you jumped back in, so with that said I will do my best to explain. My early chapters were done with solely a google doc spell check. Lots of mistakes were missed or introduced. So my apologies.
And thanks for the feed back. If their is one thing I do not want attached to my name, it is Bible thumper. Not sure if you caught it, but I try to use any religious themes to give people either somthing to think about, or as a segway for anyone who may need some hope. If you or someone you know is in a dark place, either ask for help or go help them. I am pretty sure some of my readers are in a dark place and could use the encouragement. Simply knowing that even if you cant see them, someone is their for you.
Until next time dude.
Ricky Rabankenz
Hey, so, yeah. Started the story, it had a great plot, pretty good development for the first two chapters, but after that, I feel like things started to get rushed. I felt the relationship between John and Blake was very rushed. She's just lost her parents in a pretty terrifying fashion and while you did mention her struggling with it a little bit, you kinda bull-rushed through it to them being happy family. Children are tricky to explain as they have a perspective that adults can't quite grasp anymore, no matter how in touch they are with their inner child. I feel like the trauma of loosing her parents should have played a larger role in her interactions with John, Cortana, the Xiao-Long/Rose family and especially school. You definitely showed this with Yang and Ruby when we saw their developing resentment of the Faunus, but even that felt extremely rushed, one talk from John and boom, everything is better. But when it comes down to it, I truly believe the biggest rush for all of this is Summer herself. I don't know if you've ever met with victims of rape or human trafficking, but is's not a quick thing to get over. Especially victims of sex trafficking, which is basically what happened to Summer in this story. While the victim could pull strength from those around her during their recovery or find reasons to get past the trauma (I.e. children or loved ones) the trauma would still be there and impact their lives on a daily basis.
Finally, the last problem, and this is more of a personal issue (maybe it's just me), but I feel as though you were trying to make light of the horrors that happened to Summer and the others. Making jokes about not wanting to write about the rape and washing in battery acid, again, it made it feel like you didn't take this kind of situation seriously and we're being insensitive to people who have experienced this. Again, that's just me, but the more I read, the more I had to say something.
Ok I want to thank you first and foremost for the constructive criticism and I also thanks for letting me use our PM conversation. So with that I shall put it up beasue I feel like it will help both of us and other who might read as to what is going on in our heads.
Red-First I thank you for checking the story out and getting through the horindus spelling and grammar. I mainly want to address some of the things you posted and I want to thank you for being constructive.
So I gess we should start with the underlining problem, the feeling of rushing everything. Hindsight is 20/20 and I can see why someone would say I am rushing. This is my first story ( just want to clarify ) and I have never had any experience with anything that you had pointed out. Never had to witness someone dying like what Blake saw. Yes I could have done more and if I reboot the story, I may add more, not sure yet. I am wanting to go through the first chapters again and do an actual correction later down the line.
Yang and Ruby- again I could do more, but the chapters were going on sixty pages and I just wanted them to be done. So that may add to the rushed feeling.
Summers treatment- I may have said this in one of the authors notes, but I have said that I have never went through nor do I know anyone personally who went through it and I have said multiple times that I did not intend to bring up bad memories or anything like that. I try not to be insensitive. That is why the whole battery acid was thrown in. To help keep the tone somewhat light and that I was very uncomfortable with writing the whole thing. I am afraid to look up symptems or anything on the net on traffic victims or anything of the sort for fear of getting put on a list or something.
All in all I hope this helps clear things up and hope you stick around. I intend for this book to act as a Prolog for the next book I am planning with these charters witch is a three way crossover. That may also add to the rushed feeling.
So again hope that cleard things up and if you still have questions or just want to BS, feel free to message back.
Ricky Rabankenz-As I said, it's a good story, if somewhat rushed and I know the feeling of getting your first story out there, it can be hard and it'll never be perfect no matter how much you want it to be, I'd never fault another author for that. As to the rush, I get that and I understand wanting to get things wrapped up in order to push forward with the story, but never forget that rushing things detracts from the overall flow.
As to the victims and trauma, I used to be law enforcement and active duty military, I've witnessed my fair share of horrors and I understand you not wanting to look those things up on the web, though I can tell you now, you won't end up on a list. Now if you look up HOW to do it, then you'll probably be on a list. My best advice I can give, if you yourself aren't comfortable writing something, then don't. However I get that you need it for the story to work the way you want. There are plenty of resources available and plenty of stories on this site that do fairly well at describing how one lives with the trauma.
Never try to make light of a serious thing like r***, it only makes those who have experienced it feel like people don't care. There's nothing wrong with explaining that you don't condone it and that anyone who r*** another should be punished, but it's best to make a clear and serious statement and explain as to why you decided to go the route you did.
I really do look forward to finishing the story and reading what comes next.
Red-Thanks for being understanding. That means alot. And I am grateful that you kind of understand my fears of looking said stuff up and my fears. Had I known what you said I may have attempted to check victim stories out ( that is if I know where to look ) and if it wasn't going to play a good part of the story I would have tried to avoid it. And with what you said about making light of something like the R word, I can see where you are coming from and never meant to ake people think I don't care. I think we both know that. It was just a way of saying that it was uncomfortable for me to write felt really dirty doing so. I can see now how some can miss inerprute it so I will try to avoid such things in the future.
And hope to see you again in the comments!
TheJSmooth
Spellcheck...
Other than that, good chapter.
I have been trying. And thanks.
dovah117
well Chief is finally showing the Dawn, now lets hope that Ironwood doesnt fuck it like his future self of Vol 8, holy shit he is crazy with all the thing that he is doing, also Emerald is part of the good guys yai and DAMNNNN Summer is thirsty, also hope Chief kills Jacque and adopts Winter XD and with is your opinion of this season of Destiny? for me its good, the loot is really good and the Dead Man Tale and Pressage are great, and now we have more Doom Eternal! I recently finished the dlc and holy crap that ending, and the plot twist didnt see that coming
Yes he did and yes Summer is. She is a thirsty and horny woman that can only be quenched by one person. Is it a curse or a blessing to have a woman like her? Winter is not going to get adopted. Neither is Cinder, Neo or anyone else. They need to stay and be part of the story. And boy did James fuck up...and I want to say the writing team did as well. If his semblance was what was making him mad, some one should have mentioned it. Other wise we get what was shown. Someone doing things that makes no sense. Example: Freighters moving from Atlas to Mantel. That should be a God send. Now he dosent need to worry about evacuating them, but instead he blew them up because he has a plan to move Atals, just Atlas. Mantle can fend for itself. Dictator much James? I am not sure what side Emrald is on. I would need to see more of her interacting with other charters. What will she do when she encounters Mercary or Cinder or Tyrian again. And lets not forget the Island. I am looking forward to seeing what happens in this world.
Now I have not played Doom in a bit, Thanks Destiny, but I did watch the cutseans and Ohhh boy. The Devil is actually God, but became the Devil as the second in command became God, then we kill the Devil and black out getting sealed in the sarcophagus for a future game. I am Christan if you cant tell and don't know how to feel. Obviously its a Video Game but I am sure you get my point.
Now we got through the Chosen and Splicer. I am going to be real, I waited till the closing of the season to really play, just burnt out. But I did have fun. Especially in the Pressage mission. Flood vibes much? I did enjoy both seasons though, what about you?
Dungeon Wyrm
Okay question, why do you keep calling Taiyang "Tia" and Kali "Kyle"?
Spelling was never a strong suit of mine and using only one spell and grammar check. That and some things do slip through. Sooooo, yea. Hope you stick around, I like to think my writing gets a whole lot better.
minecraft93
I hope john removed the nuclear weapons from the dawn before they come to repair it
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Fuck.
Ummmm. Would the Dawn still have its nukes? That missel in Halo 4 wasnt nuclear was it? Even if they did still have the nukes on board, they are under lock and key with the threat of a visious puppy attack that will lick the faces off of them and their familys. The worst possible way to go.
Dasgun
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Chadbunger
Good to see a new chapter. As for the experiment I say stick to using both just to be safe.
Also more of everything please.
And now some questions of mine, will we be seeing Ruby and her sisters attend becon?
And if so how far into canon are you going to take this story?
And if they do go is there any possibility to have John perhaps outfit them with their own sets of customized ODST armor and UNSC weapons as well as their canon ones?
I plan to keep doing a double spell check.
You sir and a hungary, thirsty and horny MF. I hope this sated your thirst. Now go get a burger or something and your drink of choice.
Ruby will be going to Beacon with her sisters. When we get to the actual show, it will for the most part be the same with minor changes. As for how far I am wanting to go, I dont want to put a number on it but I am thinking to the end of 5. Dont quote me on it because it is subject to change. I could move it to 4 or even between 3 and 4. Not sure yet. But 6 wont be seen. One Beacon falls, ( Spoilers ) is when I am thinking things will diverge.
To your question on the girls getting some ODST armor, I am not sure. I am thinking about it but not until the end to they get issued a set for Space Assault and customize it. My thoughts for them using UNSC weapons, yes. They will. But it would cover something they dont have. Example, Ruby uses a Sniper/Scyth so I would give her a SMG or a Pistol. Somthing she can carry for the close to medium range.
Good question and looking forward to your next comment.
Sm0keyPanda
I like the chapter, although there were quite a few misspelled words. I think you need to not just put the chapter through Grammerly and other such things, but you actually need to READ through it afterwards. From little things like Aura being corrected to Aurora, or missing the 'c' and 's' in "Jacques". Honestly, if you fix small things like that, this fic would be an absolute pleasure to read.
I mean, it's pretty good as is, but it could be BETTER with those changes, y'know?
Anyway, looking forward to the next chapter.
Ok I will take that to heart. I am just worried that since I am the author, I will miss some of that smaller stuff. I will try though.
Helios61
I SEE ZAVALA REFERENCE
SEND DESTINY CHARACTERS IN :)
" That Skrank gang is still a threat. Gang, Gang. Indeed."
" Guardian, we are trying to step into a war with the Cabal on mars. They are dummy thicc and the clap of my ass cheeks keep alearting Valus T'arck. But with the right team, we can take this beast out and break their grip on freehold."
" Guardian, we picked up a high gain Yeet. Some whare off of the coast."
Good lord what did I unleash?
And with that boys and girls, is a wrap. I dont got much else left to say. Again I want to thank my Beta for helping me out. And remember that this is going to be the last lemon for a while. I think the last chapter or so I will do a final Lemon. How it will happen or what kind of lemon it will be is up in the air. And remember, this is part on in a three part crossover. The next part will be a different book in witch I will let you know when it comes out. So with all that my fellow readers I have one last thing to say. And that is…
Fly Fast, Check 6, And I will see you, on the virtual battlefield
