Chapter 6: Ozpin's Origins Part 3
It began at dawn.
Guards around the SDC mine were alerted by the sounds of howling, screeching and other animalistic grunts. When they peered over the horizon they saw hundreds of grimm charging towards the abandoned mine.
However that wasn't all, above the horde dozens of bulkheads were making their way towards them as well! They hurriedly sounded the alarm as the first grimm made their way to the outskirts of the mine.
The black monsters quickly tore up the fence, burning and shocking themselves on the electrified wire as they did so. Nevertheless they breached the area beyond and quickly began to attack. However what startled the soldiers was the fact the grimm weren't actively trying to kill them but instead merely disarm and incapacitate.
Then the bulkheads landed and unleashed their cargo, dozens of armed huntresses charged the guards. Said guards, who were already struggling against the grimm, were no match for the "hungry" huntresses. As some huntresses took the guards for themselves the rest of the army faced the massive metal doors.
Said doors were a problem. They were designed to hold back even the strongest grimm from breaching the mine. During the fight the guards were able to disable the door controls, leaving the only way to open them from the inside.
But that wasn't a problem for the huntress and grimm leader. Salem calmly floated towards the main doors of the mine. Nothing could hold her from her prize, especially not a pair of doors.
Salem calmly lifted her hand as a black misama began to form around her arm. She closed her eyes, calmly breathed in and out before snapping her eyes open! She threw her arm forward.
The mighty doors blew inward like they were of paper! The horde of grimm screeched and howled as Salem's human and faunus allies cheered.
Meanwhile inside the mine panic and alarm were exploding throughout the base. Ozpin and Ironwood were shocked to see Salem working with the huntresses! But that only meant one thing, Salem was infected as well. Needless to say Ozpin hadn't been this afraid in a long time.
As for Jaune and Clover they were gearing up for battle. They knew they had to hold the line against these impossible odds. They knew Ruby, Pyrrha, Yang and Harriet were undoubtedly going to be there. Clover knew Harriet wanted him but he hadn't felt anything for her romantically, however it was still going to be a challenge considering she is still one of his friends.
Jaune meanwhile was beyond afraid, he had been chased across Remnant by the girls and had nearly been caught several times. And he knew the threats they gave him were still very much applicable. Regardless, they had to prepare for the inevitable. The doors had been breached and now hundreds of grimm and dozens of Huntresses were charging their way.
Soon the main chamber of the mine became a battleground. Huntresses were grabbing the men left and right. Some targeted the female soldiers and scientists to spread YandX to them as well. Everything was rapidly falling apart. Soon Ironwood and Ozpin were forced into the fray, slaughtering grimm and fighting off obsessed huntresses.
Clover was trying his best to avoid Harriet, but the former Ace Op wasn't making it easy. He tried another jab at her only for her to avoid and rush him with her speed. Clover barely had time to block her attack before being thrown back by the force.
"You stupid man! Why won't you just come willingly? I don't want to hurt you but I will if you keep disobeying me." Harriet demanded as she pushed on, throwing a grimm that had gotten in her way over her shoulder as she closed in on Clover.
"I can't do that Harriet. You're sick and I want you to get better." Clover pressed as he stood up to face her.
Jaune meanwhile was already being dragged out of the mine by not just Pyrrha, Yang and Ruby but a new girl as well. A one Cinder Fall. He had tried his best to fight. But what sealed his fate was Cinder's use of fire, without dust. Considering he was fighting four highly skilled ladies it was frankly a wonder how long he had lasted.
Back inside Ozpins and Ironwood were back to back, trying their damndest to keep the grimm and huntresses at bay. But soon they were surrounded.
"My dear Ozma, please stop this foolish venture."
Ozpin froze before turning around to face his, currently, ex-wife. Salem stood there, her dark robe gripping her body tightly, exposing her curves and beauty to the man. She was just as beautiful as he remembered, if not moreso.
"Ozma, we no longer need to fight. Things have changed for the better. This 'disease' has shown me the errors of my ways. I no longer wish to cause you or your allies suffering. However by resisting me and the rest of us you only cause yourself suffering! Please dear, just give in." Salem begged as she and now Robyn Hill and Willow Schnee had the headmaster and Ironwood trapped. Jaune had already been captured, the female staff had already turned on their remaining male staff. Clover was quickly becoming cornered by Harriet. All around them their plans, resources and hopes were collapsing.
Despite this Ozpin turned towards Salem with a solemn look on his face. He felt something different to be sure, but his quest came first. He could not fall for her now, that would basically give the relics to her without a fight.
"I'm afraid I cannot do that Salem. I can't just stop my mission for your sake, not again."
At this Salem soured, irritated that her husband would rebuke her like this. No matter she thought I had a feeling it was going to be like this. So she signaled Willow and Robyn. Robyn pulled out her weapons but Willow stayed behind, Willow had no huntress training and had her aura unlocked only the day before. She was in no position to fight the men. Salem meanwhile chuckled as she readied her magic. This was going to be quick.
Within the hour the base had been completely taken and the remaining forces of Ironwood had been captured. The females were infected with YandX and the men captured as their husbands. With the battle over in their victory the business between Willow and Robyn with Salem was concluded. The pair went back to Atlas to begin their new life with Ironwood while Salem decided she needed to finish up her own business with Cinder.
"My dear I wish to just give you the option is all." The grimm queen stated as an unconscious Ozpin floated beside her. As for Cinder and the rest of Jaune's harem they were getting ready to head off to Vale with their love in tow.
"I thank you for that mistress, I cannot thank you enough for everything you've given me. However I feel like my, our, love wouldn't enjoy the Evernight so much. We feel that he would feel more comfortable in Vale."
"Very well then dear, just be sure to visit. And I wish to be the godmother, if I'm not I will be extremely cross with you all. Understand?"
With that Salem used her magic to transport herself and Ozpin back to her home.
Watts, Tyrian and Hazel were all patiently and nervously waiting for their mistress to return. It was obvious to them all what had happened and who she went after. Watts was pacing around the meeting chamber when Salem returned. The portal opened just inches in front of his face. The disgraced scientist backed up quickly.
Salem calmly stepped out of the portal, Ozpin in tow. She looked around and calmly sighed. She would need to decorate, no more of this doom and gloom. Especially so if she and Ozma were to raise a new family out here.
She then noticed Watts, the man was staring at her and gasping for air like a fish out of water. It was so unlike him that it even surprised her though she didn't show it. Instead she merely smiled.
"Watts go and gather Tyrian and Hazel and bring them here. I have an announcement to make."
His mistress ordering him caused Watts to rapidly regain his composure. He quickly bowed before leaving the room to fetch Tyrian and Hazel.
Salem turned towards the unconscious body of her husband. She practically swooned as she kissed him, he was just as charming and lovable as she remembered. Sure he was a little beat up from their unfortunate and unnecessary fight; and the body he currently occupied wasn't exactly a spry chicken anymore. But she had ways of changing that.
The doors to the room opened as Watts walked in with his companions. Salem turned to them with her piercing gaze as they all bowed before her.
"Watts, Tyrian, Hazel. As you may have guessed by now things have completely changed. Which is why I am, what do modern humans say? Oh yes, firing all of you. It's time you all got sent out and got married. Good day and I will not lie, you were all invaluable when I was focused on my plans. So don't take this personally."
The shock on Hazel and Watts' faces, as well as Tyrian's piercing scream of horror and defiance were quickly washed away as Salem summoned another portal and took the three men away.
I hope they all find some nice women to become the husbands of. Salem thought as she walked the hallways of her and now Ozma's home. Eventually she reached her personal chambers and laid her husband down on the bed. She then opened her dresser drawer and pulled out a small locked box. Not only did it have a physical lock but also a magical one. This way she was absolutely sure nobody could open it save for her and possibly Ozma.
Lifting the lid off the top and reaching inside she pulled out two small vials. The first housed a pitch black liquid, the goop that created the grimm; and the same stuff that had changed her into the half grimm creature she was today.
The second vial was filled with a crystal clear liquid with a golden glow. Now this was special indeed, it had taken her a few decades to find but the search was worth it. The last of the God of Life's pool of life. The same stuff that had granted her cursed immortality in the first place.
She then removed the lids and glided over to Ozma, a simple wave of her hand caused his mouth to pop open. She poured both vials down his throat and the results were practically immediate; his eyes shot open as he began to convulse violently. Both liquids quickly took effect, the wounds on his body and face disappeared as his skin turned bone white and black veins began to spread all over.
His sclera turned pitch black as his irises turned blood red. Within seconds his transformation was complete, he looked no different from Salem now.
"Wa, why?" Ozma croaked as he tried to sit up, only for him to fail; the transformation had sapped him of his energy. Salem merely smiled as she disrobed herself, much to the shock of Ozma. Swaying around her massive breasts she strided over to her husband and took a seat on his crotch, grinding her already wet pussy into his penis.
"Why my dear? Well it's quite simple I can't have you killing yourself trying to get away. And having you die to just reincarnate is merely immortality but undesirably more complex. Besides I love your new look! And in time I'm confident you will as well dear Ozma."
By now she had already pulled off Ozma's pants and revealed his hard 6 inch member. She positioned herself over his cock and pierced herself upon it. She cooed as she reached down and began aggressively kissing him. Rubbing her fat tits all over him as she violently bounced on his penis.
Ozma couldn't do anything to stop her and by this point he didn't want her to stop. He just stared up at her as her pussy seemingly was attempting to milk the jizz out of him. Eventually after a while that's exactly what happened; Ozma moaned as he deposited his load into her warm, fleshy cavern.
Salem squealed as she felt his warm jizz reach her core, she slumped back for a few seconds. She then began pounding him again, attempting to wring more cum from his testicles.
"Ozma," she began, "how many children do you want? I don't particularly care how many we have just as long as we have at least one. We could have two, three, a dozen, a thousand! With us being who we are that is certainly possible, so what do you prefer? Ozma?"
By that point Ozma had completely passed out. Exhaustion, combat and shock had taken their toll on the man. Salem frowned but pulled herself off him and laid down next to him. Holding his hand and cuddling him brought her to peace, the first peace she had felt in a VERY long time.