May 31st 2016 The Eyrie, New York City, Neverland, 7:00 P.M EDT

Cursing, Puck threw his hands up, fingers blurring as he started weaving a new spell. As we watched, a massive fogbank enshrouded the entire tower, most likely to keep anyone else from noticing what was about to go down. Despite the encirclement, everyone INSIDE the fog could see fine, or at least everyone who wasn't working with Oberon I assumed.

In the distance, the incoming wave of griffins averted flailing about, with several fae on their backs trying to offset the spell but unable to do so as their mounts started pinwheeling, all sense of direction lost. "You couldn't have done that earlier?" I asked in annoyance. Puck turned to glare at me, but I just pointed at Zee. "Hey, don't blame me, she knows how my powers work. Besides, you said Oberon wasn't going to attack."

"And he wouldn't have." Sighed Puck. "But the changes to the building forced his hand. His target is inside and he had no way of knowing if it was safe."

I grimaced. "I hadn't considered that. Whatever, we'll chase him off and wait for Titania to bring the rest. How long will that spell last?" Honestly I could probably kill him if I tried hard enough, but then who knew how long we would need to wait for Titania to shoot her shot, and we couldn't get past this fable until we shut down both of them, at least if Cora was to be believed. That was just how the story went.

"Not long." He admitted. "Oberon is more powerful than I. He's most likely waiting outside the fog, using his scouting party to analyze the effect so he can break it. He's extremely connected to those griffins."

Zee raised a hand. "Yeah, hi, quick question. What's up with that? The griffins? Nobody mentioned those."

"Oberon raises them." He said like we'd asked something obvious. "He breeds and sells them to fae nobles, and they stalk his castle in underhill. They're contentious and vindictive, but intelligent, and the fae enjoy having such powerful pets."

I rolled my eyes. "Of course fairies are cat people." Puck opened his mouth to argue but I cut him off. "Bird wings or not, you just described cats, and Oberon is apparently the ultimate cat lady. What about the rest of them, doesn't seem like he came alone? I thought you said he would need to report back to get backup."

Puck sneered. "Those aren't 'backup' as you so eloquently put it. They're meat shields. Local fae he conscripted into a fool's errand so he could test the waters."

I glanced up at the figures spinning around, my eyes skimming over them as I appraised each of them, until they finally landed on someone…interesting. In point of fact, someone that I had been looking for since I'd gotten here.
[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Tinkerbell- D class fairy. Robbed of her wings due to a trespass against the court of the fae, Tinkerbell wound up on neverland by accident, trapping herself until the coming of the Might Behind the Mirror, where she was sucked into a fable. Even here, she cannot escape her ties to the fae, and was conscripted into the service of Oberon for his 'rescue' of TItania's grandson.]

I grinned up at her. Perfect. And she was in a bad spot too. She'd be easy to sway to my side, and once I got her I could finally start converting this island to my own. Draining the bad karma from the weave and then refilling it would take me some time, and finishing the rest of this ridiculous fable would be a great smokescreen while I did all my setup. My mom would have no idea what hit her.

Cracking my neck, I spread my wings, letting my scales roll across my body as I prepared to take off. A hand landed on my shoulder. "I think it might be best to wait." Said Cora hesitantly. "Oberon is attempting to break the spell, if he senses you he could use it as cover to attack, you'll be a sitting duck out there."

Oberon's magic wouldn't have been able to hit me unnoticed, I had a simulacra on hand and had planned to offset perception, but it was kind of sweet my new witch had thought to worry about me, so I decided to humor her.

"Alright, well what do you suggest?" I asked, curious about her strategy. "The defensive shield you were going to put up might still work, it'll force Oberon to go running back to Titania like we want."

She shook her head. "Defense won't get us the reaction you want." She said plainly. "The fae in general, and the royals in particular are prideful and vain. Oberon will see the shield as a challenge. No, overwhelming force is the better strategy. Demolish his little raiding party in a single strike." She gave me a wicked smile. "I can cast such a spell, with your permission, my lord."

I weighed her idea but eventually shook my head. "Nah, I get where you're coming from Cora, but I can do shock and awe well enough myself. You haven't seen what I'm capable of yet. Not really."

She pouted, which was weirdly cute on a woman her age (though I suppose physically she was just in her early twenties) and I turned back the the battlements, leaping off the castle with a mighty push of my legs. My wings beat the air twice, hurling me up and into the crowd of confused fae, and I triggered my hundred foot dragon form.

Zee must have gotten what I wanted, because she had Puck clear the fog around me, letting all of the fae and their griffins see me…at which point the griffins freaked the fuck out and booked it in every direction.

Typical cat bullshit. I swept forward, my first target obvious, and grabbed Tinkerbell where she was sitting astride her griffin. I wasn't sure if she liked the thing or not, and killing a girl's mount was a bad way to charm her, so I just yanked her off, grabbing her in a clawed foot, then snagged the griffin in the other, leaving my massive clawed hands free as I roared and flung myself the griffins.

A tall, grey skinned form with white hair appeared in front of me, shoving itself between me and the rest of the attack party. I knew who it was, but I appraised him anyway.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Oberon- B rank fairy king. Lord of the wild hunt, father of tricksters, master of the wild wood, sovereign of spells and right hand of the queen. Oberon is the enforcer of the fae courts, former right hand of Mab before overthrowing her at the side of his current mistress, TItania.]

About what I expected. He definitely wasn't a pushover. He also wasn't a coward. Puck made it sound like Oberon would bail at the first opportunity, but I suspected the trickster fae had some unfair opinions on his former boss.

Then again, he might just be stupid, hundred footers are baby dragons, and MOST of us don't have my ability to shift the size of our alternate forms. There had been some others like me, but I didn't think he was likely to have met one, especially with enchanted forest dragons being pretty weak by my standards, at least from what I'd heard.

"Sup Obie." I rumbled genially. "What a coincidence, running into you up here." I glanced down at the building, knowing my brother, Zee, and Cora were more than enough to drive off the B rank fae, and that wasn't even taking Puck into account. "Shouldn't you be attacking the tower?"

His expression didn't even twitch. "I see that Puck has gathered potent defenders. My assault was a hasty decision, now that I've seen the building stabilize and know my lady's heir remains unscathed, I would withdraw. Not, however, without my subjects. So long as they live, their safety is my responsibility."

"So, letting them die is cool but you can't let them get captured? Seems pretty harsh." I mused. "But…maybe you should worry about yourself." I spun in mid air, my tail lashing out at him in a blur.

His hands flicked up, a cascade of golden sparks growing into a swarm of shining butterflies that flocked to my tail, sacrificing themselves in small explosions to bleed off the force of my attack, by the time it hit him, it was moving half as quickly, and he let the force impact him bonelessly, a sheen of magic flaring as he was hurled back, gliding smoothly through the air without taking any real damage.

If I was in human form, I'd have raised an eyebrow. "Wow. That was…really impressive actually. That was only a casual attack, but I'm surprised you're not in traction right now." I hadn't meant to kill him, but I'd meant to HURT him at least.

His eyes were narrowed warily. "You…your strength approaches my lady. Why is one such as you standing in the way of the courts of the fae? What has Puck offered to draw you to his side?"

I eclipsed her, actually, at least I was pretty sure, but he didn't know I'd been holding back, regardless it all but confirmed Titania was A rank, which was good information. "Nothing really, this is a bigger game than you might expect." I noticed a slight disturbance in the air and switched to my karmic vision, having to suppress a smirk as I saw an invisible figure break off from the floating fairy king.

His image never wavered, but I'd expected that from someone like him. Father of tricksters indeed. I pretended not to notice as the illusionary Oberon kept talking, drawing my attention away while he snuck off in the other direction, shockingly making the call to stop and rescue the other griffin riders and swap them for illusions too.

It didn't take long, and we bantered as he worked, him trying to entice me with gold and jewels, and me informing him politely that he couldn't afford me.

Finally the others were gone, and it was just me, him, Tink, and the griffin, both of whom I had clenched lightly but firmly in my foot claws. "You've made the decision to be our enemy." He said impassively. "You will see the folly of that in time. For now, I will retreat and you will-" I cut him off with a breath attack, pouring negative karma into a massive burst of energy that slammed into the illusion.

Now, for most people, that would have been a waste of time, but unfortunately for Obie, I wasn't most people. Illusions were karmically connected to their originators, ESPECIALLY illusions in their own image. So the curse of impatience and brash action I landed on him flowed along those lines even as the force destroyed the image.

Cora had shown me a few things in between fuck sessions, and that woman KNEW how to curse. My previously vague and ill defined karmic punishments had gained a lot more variety in the last twenty four hours. That should ensure he'd be back soon so we could end this, and until then, I had other concerns.

Grinning down at my new prizes, I swept down to the battlements, tossing them onto the stone in front of the others, making sure not to splatter them. I shifted back to human, landing gracefully, and winked at Zee. "I got Ariel a kitten. Think she'll like it?" I gestured to the dazed griffin proudly.

"Of course." She smirked. "And I see you picked up a new pet for yourself too?"

I let my eyes roam over Tinkerbell, whose eyes were wide as she stared up at us worriedly. "A pet…or a snack. Depends how willingly she's been interacting with my mother. We'll have to see. Until then, I suppose introductions are in order. Hello Tinkerbell, I'm Nicholas Lord, a friend of Hook's. And you're either going to love me or hate me. Which one is up to you."

May 31st 2016 The Eyrie, New York City, Neverland, 8:00 P.M EDT

Bringing Tinkerbell back to my room was a less exciting proposition than expected. Even I couldn't justify taking the rest of the night off to fuck after last night with Cora, so I settled on a conversation. Given her weakening by the fae and her bad situation I honestly probably didn't need to fuck Tink to get her on side anyway.

"So…lot to unpack." I said as I led her inside. She dropped into a chair, looking pretty defeated. "You don't want to be here, do you?"

She threw her hands up, eyes filling with frustrated tears. "No!" She said in a surprisingly cute accent. "I don't want to be ANYWHERE. I'm an outcast, thrown away by my own people, and when they finally came calling it was our insane former Queen who trapped me in a nightmare where I serve the very monarchs who stripped me of my wings."

I nodded sympathetically. "I get it." I said with a kind smile. "I mean…not the wings thing, my power is intrinsic and nobody can take it, but I've been betrayed before too. By Tsaritsa herself actually. She's my mother, and she tried to use me to escape her prison."

Her head jerked up, eyes scanning me. "Your…your mother? That's terrible, I'm sorry you had to go through that."

"It's cool." I said with a shrug. "I was a sociopath at the time. I'm from another dimension, and fae where I'm from don't really feel emotions the same as normal humans. I was a half breed so I kind of got the worst of both worlds, though that turned out to be a play from mommy dearest. The point is, I know exactly how you feel, and I want to help you."

She shot me a suspicious look. "Why would you want to help me? You don't even know me."

I blinked my eyes, letting the gold show in my iris. "Because I'm a dragon, and I collect beautiful things. You're very beautiful, Tinkerbell, and I'd like to have you for my own. I won't force you, I imagine you've had enough of that, but I can make it worth your while. You don't like how the royals treated you? I can MAKE you fae royalty. Return your wings and more besides."

She flushed a bit. "I…that's a bit more forward than most men I've met, I have to admit."

"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons." I said sagely. "For we are horny and quick to get to the point."

She giggled a bit at that, but her face went somber. "What about Tsaritsa?" She asked quietly. "She's your mother, I can't believe you would be willing to hurt her, even if she did betray you. What will you do once we get out."

"I won't need to hurt her." I said with a reassuring smile. "I have other means of keeping people in check. Our relationship isn't like a traditional mother and son. I'm a dragon and sh's a sociopathic monster. I'm planning to subdue her the same way dragons often put their females back in line."

She blanched. "You mean…" She trailed off.

"I'm going to fuck her into submission. Yeah." I said bluntly. "If that freaks you out I can send you away beforehand or whatever-"

"No!" She said fiercely. "I'll be yours. I will. But you have to…you have to let me watch. I want to see you break her. I know she isn't the one who trapped me here, not really, but she was the most recent one to humiliate me. She crushed me under her heel, and I want to do the same to her. I want fucking ruin her."

I whistled. "Damn…that's dark. I mean, in the stories you're kind of a jealous little priss, but you're not a sadist. This a new thing?"

"I've been trapped on this island with Pan and his fucking psychopathic child tribe for DECADES." She snarled. "I'm just so…angry. They took everything from me, and it wasn't enough, they had to drive me to this godsforsaken rock. I hate them. I hate all of them." She sniffed, her eyes tearing up again. "I guess this is why I can't have my wings back."

I put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. "Hey, they aren't going to be in control anymore. You can feel whatever you want, your value to me isn't based on some bullshit morality play. You can be sadistic or horny or vengeful or whatever you want, and it won't change what you are." I grabbed her chin gently and turned her face up to stare into my blazing eyes. "MINE."

She shuddered slightly, her eyes glazing, and I remembered the Tinkerbell from Peter Pan. The jealous attention seeking needy mess who threw constant fits about Wendy. I grinned down at her and the blush came back, her pupils widening. "You'll take me away from here?" She asked in a small voice. "And you'll never let them hurt me again?" I could feel her need for protection and validation and affection through Eros and Psyche. They'd really done a number on her, what with stripping her wings and leaving her here to rot on top of that.

"I promise." I said solemnly. "Nobody takes what belongs to me. All you have to do is give yourself over. Can you do that? Really and truly surrender yourself to me?"

I knew from Mal and Roy that I didn't need to fuck someone to make them mine. I just needed them to give in to me. To truly surrender themselves to my cause if even for just a moment. It helped if I was higher ranked, which I nearly always was now, because that made the bond easier to form, whereas for stronger girls I needed to jump through hoops.

Tinkerbell was staring up at me with big limpid eyes, like I was the sun coming over the horizon after an endless night, and her breath had sped up. "If you'll save me. Protect me. Cherish me. You can have me." She said breathlessly. "All of me. I'll be yours. Just please…give me back my wings. Let me be whole again."

I could feel the connection forming as she surrendered herself, the Brand burning into being on the side of one of her partially exposed tits, enhancing the already enticing cleavage. It wasn't just her either, the griffin had been Branded as mine when I captured it, since it was only an animal and didn't have the same agency as a person.

Five billion one million one hundred thousand, for the C ranked griffin and D ranked fairy. I had the extra to play around with. Kicking her up to C rank should be more than enough to fix Tinkerbell and secure her loyalty.

"Well." I said with a grin. "No need to delay. We can celebrate together later, but I think at the moment we need to decide exactly what kind of fae you're going to be. I can merge you with basically anything, so what kind of power did you want? Elemental, conceptual, I could even make you a fairy of weapons or something."

I was curious to see how she would pick. I had angels, dragons, vampires, and plenty of gods, but no fae. Tink was going to be my first, and besides wanting to make sure she was super durable and could still shrink (for sex reasons obviously) I was pretty open minded about power preferences.

"Well…" She said slowly. "I do miss my fairy magic. Fairy magic is the strongest of all light magic, and I would do anything to regain my previous powers."

I made a contemplative noise. Fishing around in my pouch I pulled out a pair of stones. E ranked luminous quartz. Combining them into a D ranked halcyon quartz was easy enough,and I studied the resulting artifact with my appraisal to make sure it was what I needed.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Halcyon Quartz- D rank light crystal. A quartz containing the force of light, used to drive away the fears of those in need and light the way in times of darkest peril. When a light is bright enough, it ceases to be an illumination and becomes a beacon.]

Grinning, I held it up to her, and her eyes sparkled as she took it from me, holding it gently like it was going to break and cooing softly as the shimmer of light magic inside the stone sparkled in her eyes. "You ready for this?" I asked solemnly.

She nodded, eyes still transfixed on the crystal, and I triggered the merge. There was a flash of light, not unlike that of the crystal itself, and they both shifted into energy, swirling and combining as I watched closely. D rank was about as high as I could go with a manual merge, so combining the two wasn't in the cards, but the more I could see and study about the merge up to C rank the better my foundation would be for the plans I had coming.

When it faded, I looked her up and down with a whistle. Tink looked…fucking hot. Her skin was creamy and glowing with luminescence and her hair looked like spun gold. Her eyes were a bright shimmering yellow and her tits were just a little plumper, while still remaining a modest B cup or so. Behind her, long transparent wings like a dragonfly fluttered, and I saw dust shake off them as they twitched and jittered.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Tinkerbell- C ranked light fae. A former outcast thrown away by her kind, TInkerbell languished in darkness and despair for decades before being found by her master. Restored to her former power and more, she serves her lord with devotion, working his will in gratitude for her salvation.]

I was kind of touched. That was a really sweet thing to read. I hadn't realized exactly how broken she'd been I supposed. This wasn't even a love at first sight thing, this was just straight up gratitude. I didn't mind.

Looking her over, I DESPERATELY wanted to fuck her. I knew because of my instinctive urges for the system she'd regained not just her flight and magic, but her size changing, not to mention an extreme and unnatural amount of elasticity. Sadly now wasn't the time.

When that bond snapped into place properly, I reached out and I could FEEL the weave around the island. Ariel, with her legs, Cora with her youth, and Tink still in service to her people, three points of ingress into my mothers magic. Three was a magic number.

Careful not to overdo it, I started to siphon out the magic, drinking down the bad karma like fine wine. With a small effort, I pushed my own power into the enchantments, slowly, replacing the magic I took with my own.

I could have gone faster, but it would have been obvious. My mother had gone to all the trouble of leaving these nifty little weaves all over the island, and when I pulled them taught around her I didn't want her to notice until the jaws of the trap closed. Which meant we had to keep playing her game.

Letting my instincts handle the consumption, I turned to Tink with a smile. "Well, now that you're all fixed up and better than ever, I think its time for us to talk a bit about what's coming. Puck is a bit out of the loop with Titania and co, and we could use the advantage."

Despite probably only having one A ranker I wasn't stupid enough to underestimate the Queen of the Fairies. This building might be sturdy and was quickly being warded up the ass, but the fae were tricky bastards, and I wanted to be ready for them. I was pleasantly surprised when Tink got up, pushed me down into the chair and climbed into my lap before she started spilling the beans about their troops and movements. I was definitely thinking happy thoughts.

July 1st 2016 The Eyrie, New York City, Neverland, 8:00 P.M EDT

After talking to Tink about the possible attack scenarios we might see from Oberon and the others I spent the rest of the night touring the tower, using appraisal on literally everyone I could find. Cora had snuck in through heart ripping shenanigans, but the fae were considered masters of deception. It would be pure stupidity not to assume they had a few spies on the inside.

They did. In fact, they had SEVENTEEN spies on the inside. Xanatos was furious when I rooted them out, seething with fury that his careful screening protocols didn't work. Once that was done I decided to stick around and just use the room I'd fucked Cora in as my crash pad, bringing my two magic users to bed with me.

Cora and Zee got along EXTREMELY well, not that I was shocked. An easily corruptible magic junkie with mommy issues and a corruptive dommy mommy witch with deep reserves of magical knowledge was a match made in heaven. I had to order them to shut up and go to sleep before they'd stop chattering about magic. Zee didn't even get pissed about being trapped by Cora's spell back in storybrooke, it was surreal.

We slept through the day though and I sent the two of them on their way to continue building up the defenses with Tink, Rumple, and Puck as I headed down to check on Ruby and Ariel where they were guarding Fox and the baby.

The entire time, I was continuing to devour the dark magic in the weave of power tying the fables to the islands, replacing it with my own.

Rather than pull it out a section at a time where it would be obvious, I was slowly diluting my mothers power with my own, draining out some of hers before pouring mine in to mix with the remainder. Despite being much slower, it would mean that what I was doing would be basically impossible to detect until it was too late. Once my power had diluted hers enough it would reach a tipping point and control of the weave would switch to me instantly.

When I arrived at the chambers where Ruby and Ariel were, I knocked on the door, and my leather jacket wearing bounty hunter looking badass of a wolf goddess answered the door cautiously until she saw me, then grinned. "Oh, hey Nicky."

I stole a quick kiss and goosed that tight little ass I went by. "Hey puppy, just came down to check on everyone. How is Ariel liking her new playmate?"

Ruby snickered, gesturing for me to follow her to where she gestured to an open door. When I looked inside I had to choke back a laugh. In the center of the room sat a distinctly unamused looking griffin. Ariel wandered around it, hanging dangling golden charms she must have gotten from Fox on its feathers and chattering away to the giant beast.

I'd already ordered it not to hurt any of my girls, so I wasn't worried about it snapping, but more than that Ariel seemed to have completely subdued it. I could see in its eyes that it begrudgingly liked the redhead, its long suffering expression surprisingly good natured (and weirdly easy to read for a creature with no mouth). Such was the power of a disney princess. They could tame any beast. Except dragons. Obviously.

"Nicky!" Ariel squealed in excitement as she hopped up, bouncing over to me and hurling herself into my arms. "Thank you so much for my new kitty. I've decided to call him Jed." I watched the griffin wince and had to work even harder not to smirk. Ariel nuzzled me and then whispered in my ear. "Maybe later I can thank you properly."

I laughed, putting her down gently. "Zee and Ruby are a bad influence on you. What happened to my innocent little mermaid."

She grinned at me slyly. "She met a big bad dragon who ate her all up."

"Minx." I said with a grin. "How are you doing down here with Fox and Alex? You need anything?" I looked around, noticing Ruby was gone. "I take it they're in another room. I'm surprised you're not with them."

Ariel bounced excitedly. "Oh Alex is just the sweetest. Land dweller babies are adorable. He's having his nap right now, but later we're going to read a story and maybe paint a picture. He's such a sweet happy baby, I can't wait to have one of my own. Ruby says you have a few coming back in your home world and that I can spend as much time with them as I want!"

I nodded amiably. "Oh sure. I'll introduce you to Jenny. She'll be their wet nurse, and the two of you can coordinate on child care. I'm sure their mothers would love the downtime. Sounds like you've got a gift for working with kids."

Amy, Dinah, and Whisper were all pretty protective types, so I would imagine it would be tough for most people to convince them to let a stranger watch their precious babies, but Ariel was so sweet even I couldn't really be wary of her.

"She does at that." A tired voice interrupted my thoughts, and I turned to find an older redhead with a familiar blue wolf symbol around her eye. Fox Xanatos, formerly Renard, daughter of Titania and mother of the baby we were supposed to be protecting.

I nodded to her. "Miss Xanatos." I said mildly. "I take it Ruby is with Alex?"

She nodded. "She's not so bad with kids herself, though being able to turn into a giant canine probably doesn't hurt." She grinned at me. "My son has a natural disposition to those of the pack. I was surprised by our new…addition." She said, gesturing to the griffin. "Where did it come from?"

"They didn't tell you?" I asked in surprise. "There was a little sortie up top yesterday evening, just a bit of a scouting action." I was curious if she'd been aware of the merging of the building, it hadn't changed TOO much on the inside. Then again maybe the girls had just told her what it was directly.

Fox looked momentarily annoyed, but brushed it off with an eyeroll. "David can be…overprotective, especially when our son is involved." She cast a worried glance at the griffin. "Are you sure that thing is safe to be down here? Given that it apparently tried to attack us last night?"

"It's fine." I reassured her. "I wouldn't let it near Ariel if it was dangerous. I have means of keeping it docile." I glanced at the annoyed looking griffin, which was now glaring at me. "Him, sorry." It gave a satisfied nod and then slumped onto its forelegs.

She didn't look convinced, but given how much she was already trusting me and how gentle he was being for Ariel, she eventually just shrugged it off. "So, what can I help you with? Or did you just come down to check on your friends?"

"Mostly." I said with a nod. "I admit I kind of wanted to see the kid this mess was all about. I'm curious what a royal demi-fae looks like." She opened her mouth to respond, but I held up a hand. "I know he's napping, I should have probably assumed he'd be asleep given how late it is. Interacting with the Gargoyles has screwed up my circadian rhythm bad."

That got a warm chuckle from the protective mother. "Oh trust me, THAT I understand. I make a concerted effort to prevent Alex from having his schedule disturbed. Lexington watches him sometimes, but only when we're out of town on business, and I never let him stay up too late on those nights."

Leaving Ariel to her amusement, I gestured for Fox to follow me into the main chamber of the small stone suite of rooms, the one we'd entered through. Sitting down, she smiled knowingly at me. "You had another reason for wanting to meet me." She said without hesitation. "I noticed your interest, and while flattering, I'm very happy with my husband."

I barked out a laugh, and at her glare toned it down. "Sorry, it's just that normally that would have been a great guess. This time though, I wanted to ask about something else."

Chuckling she shot me a wink. "Nice to know I can still interest a handsome young man. But as long as you want to talk about something more appropriate I don't mind. From your tone it seems you might have a lot on your mind."

"My mother is heavily mixed up in all this." I said bluntly. "She's…she's a total asshole. And I don't mind, really. It doesn't bother me. But seeing what she's like, and seeing you and Xanatos. I can't help but wonder which one of you I'll end up taking after in terms of parenting. I have three kids on the way." Six actually, but Gracie and Mordiel could handle things on their own for a while.

Her smile softened. "And you want to know if you're going to be a good father."

I shrugged. "I'm not one for introspection. I am what I am. I'm not ashamed of it, and I don't apologize. I only care enough about a few select people to even try to change, and I haven't managed much in that department anyway. Even dragons care about their young, moreso than most maybe, and this deep instinctual part of me is just terrified I'll end up a worse parent than my mother."

Reaching out, she clapped me on the shoulder. "And that's how you know you'll be a decent one." At my confused expression, she shrugged. "Look, it's a cliche for a reason. People who care enough to worry they'll be shitty parents care enough to put in the work. As long as you don't get complacent I think you'll do fine. Do you think DAVID was someone most people would consider fit to be a parent?"

"I'll be honest." I admitted. "I think he's probably a great dad. He reminds me of my own. He wasn't perfect, isn't rather, but he did his best. It can be hard for people like them to communicate those kinds of feelings, things they've been conditioned to see as weakness, but even if they aren't open about it they DO care."

That seemed to take her by surprise. "That's a shockingly good read. But yes, David is a wonderful father, and when he's not I let him know it. But that's my point. David was a megalomaniacal CEO with aspirations of world domination, and I was an international bounty hunter with a reality TV show. Neither of us were what you would call ideal parental candidates by most measures, but we love our son, and that's all that matters."

"You really think so?" I said skeptically. "Because I can think of lots of ways to screw up a kid. Nevermind fucking THREE of them."

She laughed at that, a warm sound. "Honey, if your standard for success is not screwing up your kid you've already failed. We're all screwed up somehow. At the end of the day, your kid is going to feel pain, fear, heartache, anger, sadness, and every other thing that makes us all crazy, just like you do. If you want your kid to turn out alright, there's only one thing you need to make sure they don't ever feel. Alone. Be there for them, let them know they're loved. The rest will work itself out."

I mulled over her words, and they felt…true. Right. As long as I made sure my kids were loved I could be a good dad, or at least not a terrible one. I wasn't my mother, and I wasn't alone either. I had a whole support system of MOSTLY sane people to help them grow up safe and happy. Now I just needed to get back in time for their births, or their mothers were going to fucking murder me.

July 2nd 2016 The Eyrie, New York City, Neverland, 8:00 P.M EDT (Smut warning:threesome, girl on girl, extreme size kink, humiliation, unusual sexual dynamics. Seriously, this one is going to get a little out there.)

The next night was uneventful. As in…there was nothing to do. I did a quick patrol of the tower making sure we were prepared for the attack when it came, then got bored and went back to my room to take a nap. When I arrived though, I was fairly surprised to find Zee sitting on my bed, looking annoyed, while a sulky blonde fairy slumped next to her with arms crossed.

"You need to deal with this." She said, gesturing to Tink. "We've gotten all the important defenses prepared, and once we finished the urgent stuff she started acting out. Dragging her feet, purposefully fucking up minor magic, and just generally being a nuisance."

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Any particular reason you're being a brat Tinkerbell?" I was reasonably sure I KNEW the reason, of course, but as fun as fucking her sounded, she needed to learn that being bad wouldn't be rewarded. I was going to make her beg before she'd get the attention she was craving.

"She thinks she's so great." Tink sulked. "Telling me what to do just because you had her first. It's not fair."

Right, jealous needy mess. Classic Tinkerbell. But I didn't mind. I had ideas for how to solve this. "You don't have to listen to her because I had her first, Tink. You have to listen to her because I SAID so. Or do you not want to listen to me either?"

Her eyes widened in horror. "No! Of course I'll listen to you, I'd never-"

"Strip." I said flatly. In her favor, she didn't even hesitate, just stood up and stripped out of her slinky green dress, proudly showing off her hourglass figure. Her tits weren't huge like Zee's, and her ass wasn't fat like Cora, but she had some nice curves. Perky and tight with enough swell to be enticing.

Standing in front of, naked and unashamed, I was impressed at how cool she was under pressure. "Zee." I said calmly. "Archon form."

My sorceress grinned, shifting the to the purple embodiment of the universe itself that was her natural state. Tink's eyes went wide in shock and awe as she watched Zee become a walking talking embodiment of pure unadulterated magic.

Fairies, as I'd learned from talking to Puck and Tinkerbell herself, LOVE magic. Mystical power is to fae what catnip is to cats. It basically gets them high and horny in the right setting. Combat magic doesn't work the same but being in close proximity to a magic user in a calm environment is the next best thing to an aphrodisiac to someone like Tink.

"She's so…beautiful." Whispered the blonde fairy. She fell to her knees, crawling towards my archon.

I grinned. "Show her. Zee, spread those thick thighs for her. Give her a taste." Biting her full purple lip, Zee did as I told her, letting Tink climb between her thighs and lean down to take a tentative lick. As soon as her tongue mad contact, Zee's thighs snapped shut like a trap, grinding the fae's face into her cunt.

Keeping an eye on her desires, I was slightly worried she might suffocate, but judging by the squirmed of her ass and the high pitched squeaks of delight from between Zee's legs, Tink didn't mind at all.

"Fuck." She spat breathlessly. "She's good at that. Ariel is a little genius as eating pussy, but this is next level. This little slut has munched rug before and fucking likes it. Goddamn she's getting at it." Her head tipped back in ecstasy. "Shit, right there. Get it deep, slut. Slurp that fucking cunt. You love that shit don't you, you little fairy whore?"

I grinned, knowing Tink DID love it, and that her own cunt was dripping like a faucet. Zee WS magic, and Tinkerbell was tongue deep in the sweetest sorcerous battery she'd ever seen. I was almost worried I'd have to pry her out of there for the rest of her 'punishment'.

Reaching down, I grabbed her blonde bun, ignoring Zee's saddened whine as I pulled away her new plaything. Tink was wild eyed and panting, face red and covered with pussy juice as she literally lunged to get back to her snack. When it became clear she couldn't her hands flew up, wiping her face and slurping her fingers desperate to get more.

"Enough." I said sternly, and despite her dazed expression she stopped. Her tits were heaving, pupils expanded, and her expression was halfway between lustful and frustrated. "What did we learn?"

She whined pitifully. "Zatanna is in charge. I promise I'll listen to her. I'll listen so good, just let me-"

"Wrong." I said bluntly. "I'm in charge. You belong to ME. I may lend you to her sometimes, and once you've proven you're a good girl you can track her down and beg her to sit on your face every night, but that happens at MY discretion."

Her nod was frantic. "Yes, my lord. I promise. Anything. You can do anything to me."

"Oh good, because I already know what I want." I sat on the bed, unbuckled my pants, and let my cock spill out, hard as a rock from watching Tinkerbell's little nympho breakfast.

Her eyes were wide, but not displeased, and I saw her lips split into a grin as she leaned forward…into my palm. I stopped her. "Nope. Not your mouth. I have something tighter in mind. Somewhere that'll be a real squeeze."

She looked over her shoulder. "My bum?" She said uncertainly.

"Not that either." I paused. "Well, I mean yes that eventually, you've got a cute little ass I'll definitely try it out. But I made sure to include some fun little side functions in your upgrade. Shrink for me."

She looked unsure, but shrugged. She closed her eyes, and her skin began to shone, just a gentle golden glow, but definitely not too bright to see through. Then she started to shrink. As she got smaller, the glow brightened, and if I'd been anyone else I might have trouble seeing the tiny, winged, nude form flittering in the center of what was almost a small star.

"Good girl." I cooed. "Now sit on the tip." She fluttered up, taking her seat on the head of my cock, legs hanging down. I reached down, taking one of them in each hand gently, and adjust her position. "When I did your upgrade, I included a particularly intriguing and useful little trick into your physiology."

Adjust her hips, I settled her until her miniature cunt was right on top of my dick, and started to pull. Part of the way I designed her upgrade was making sure this wouldn't hurt her. Fairy form Tink had no organs and her flesh was pretty much unbreakable under sustained pressure. What's more, she wouldn't feel pain from this, only pleasure.

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, I dragged her legs down. Her cunt, probably the size of the eye of a needle was pried slowly open, stretching wider than any being was ever meant to as my cock, easily triple the size of her whole body, was slowly stunned into her.

She stretched, shifting in size and shape slightly as her belly bulged, my cock reforming her body, but it never got really weird looking exactly. She kind of just…grew, as I went, getting bigger and taking ever inch. There was some spatial fuckery going on too, because by the time I was finished, her pert little fairy ass was on my pelvis, and tink herself was about as long as my dick.

I was wearing her like a condom, and it was the tightest, hottest, most exhilarating thing I'd ever done with my cock. I was having to adjust my breathing because it felt like I was stuck in a fucking star or something.

Gesturing to Zee to lay back, I grinned down at Tink, whose jaw was slack and whose eyes were rolled up in her head as her ams and legs hung limply. She was spasming on my dick constantly and I could feel the power and desire as she did it. "Now." I said kindly. "You were a good girl and took your punishment. So I'll be nice, and let you back at Zee's pussy."

My archon looked confused, until I pressed Tink's miniature face into her sopping universal pussy with a grin. "Wait, Nicky that's-" And I shoved inside.

Zee's head flew back as she screamed in exultation, eyes ears and mouth blazing with white light. My dick went supernova, or close enough as the magical universal energy inside Zee supercharged my fairy, basically causing her to explode with power all over my cock.

Zee's pussy clamped down, and I could feel the magical superstructure of the universe inside her even past the blazing explosion of pleasure and joy that was an ecstatic Tinkerbell. I tried pulling out, and Zee howled, thrashing around on the bed. "I can feel her, she's squirming and flailing and oh fuck its good!"

I shoved back in, and started to really pound into her otherworldly pussy, feeling the desires Tink was sending as I was sucked into the cacophony of pleasure and power that was this fuck.

Zee was screaming, begging for me to go harder, faster, and when I looked down I saw the expanse of starry space over her womb was a literal supernova of golden light. Tinkerbell, submerged in a universe of magic, was literally exploding with pleasure, and the feeling wrapped around my dick was indescribable.

Leaning down, I snagged a perky purple nipple, biting down just hard enough for Zee to squeal. She grabbed my head, yanking it up to stare wildly in my eyes. "I'm so fucking close." She hissed. "I'm going to cum. I'm going to explode I need it Nicky. Give it to me. Fucking finish me!"

I felt my own balls tighten and groaned in exultation. I was going to blow an uber magical nut into a fucking living fairy star inside the sexy universe whose ass I owned. I just knew I'd never felt anything like this, though you could bet I'd feel it again. I sped up. "Fuck, you better get ready. You're going to fucking take it bitch. Every drop!"

"Give it to me!" She squealed. "I need it. Fill me up. Set off that fucking big bang."

Tink could take that. Her fairy body was made to be basically indestructible under these exact circumstances. Massive amounts of magic and pressure. I felt her tighten u[p… somehow. Who fucking knew how it worked, and threw back my head and howled as I blew my load.

There was an eruption of golden power around Zee's midsection as an explosion rocked her inner universe, and I saw get a literal belly bulge as an explosions of light escaped around my cock from inside her as I emptied my balls. I rode the orgasm for like ten minutes, spurt after spurt of magical dragon god cum into the explosion until I was spent, then I pulled out.

Wrapping a fist around Tink, who was glowing ten times brighter now, I pulled her off my cock like a used condom and tossed her on the bed. She expanded as she flew, landing boneless, full sized, and still glowing on the blanket, eyes rolled up and twitching as she sparked raw golden magic like she was being electrocuted.

Zee was slumped on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, golden light in the form of fluid leaking from her eyes and mouth like tears and drool, and my cum leaking from her well fucked pussy. Pushing them to the sides, I flopped down between them, putting an arm around each. I'd been right about including Tink. She WAS fun.

July 3rd 2016 The Eyrie, New York City, Neverland, 8:00 P.M EDT

The next night I woke refreshed and satisfied. Zee and Tink were snuggled together, both exhausted from plenty of repeats of our previous activities. Tink was glowing softly, having absorbed so much magic I was pretty sure she might rank up spontaneously. I wouldn't get any points for that, but it'd be nice to have my fairy be a bit stronger.

Stretching, I walked over to get dressed, then made my way back over to the bed. Seeing Zee's fat purple ass cheek hanging out, I couldn't resist a firm slap. The cheek jiggled as pleasantly as ever, but there was no squeak like usual, just a groan as she rolled over.

Still in Archon form, her stomach was painted with a still exploding supernova right over her womb. I knew she wasn't pregnant because Eros and Psych gave me total control over that…so I appraised her.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Zatanna Zatara - A rank Archon. A being of pure magic who can channel the powers of creation. Able to assume human form but naturally shaped from the forces of the universe, the Archon is the first step to creating an independent magic system, free from the constraints of any universe. As we speak, a new being takes shape inside the Archon, a unique being unlike any other.]

I…what? Was that…I mean it wasn't pregnancy I guess. But still, what the fuck? Reaching up, I shook Zee gently. "Zatanna." I said quietly. "Wake up."

Whining, she shook her head. As I watched, her body shifted back to human. Her eyes opened, and instead of normal (for her) purple irises, I saw a pupil set in an endless expanse of purple space, shot through with golden starbursts. "Nicky?" She slurred.

I put a hand on her forehead, and winced at the heat. She was fine, I was sure, the appraisal would have mentioned if not, but clearly something was going on. I glanced over at Tinkerbell. "Hey Tink." She shot up with a gasp, chest heaving before she calmed down. "Something is up with Zee. I want you two to get dressed, and I'm going to go get Rumple and Cora. Between the two of them they might be able to figure something out."

Normally I'd ask Zee herself, but my sorceress was indisposed. Which was BAD because tonight was the third, and based on Puck's understanding of Titania, she would definitely be showing up to attack us tonight.
She nodded, and I loped off, locating my brother through our karmic connection. After demanding he come with me, I went and tracked down Cora in her room, and we all headed back to the room to check on her. Tink was waiting by the door looking alert and highly concerned when we arrived, and Rumple headed over to the bed and began casting spells.

I watched him like a hawk for any hint of bad karma, but he really seemed to just be checking on her.

"She seems to be…in flux." He seemed confused on how to phrase it. "Not like a person, like a destabilized spell made of flesh. It's disturbing but after careful observation doesn't seem to be actually harming her."

Cora, who had been hanging back doing the same, nodded. "I don't think she's in danger, but she won't be able to help with the siege. I suggest we take her to Fox and Ruby. She's going to be liability in the coming battle."

That was the last thing I wanted to hear. Zee was my right hand, my strongest support. I'd made her an A ranker for that exact reason. I was fine with the idea of fighting Titania, even as a fellow A ranker, because I knew Zee could handle everything else.

Now I had to face her without the safety net for my other girls, not to mention Titania had been an A ranker way longer than I had and was probably incredibly crafty.

And…none of that mattered. Zee was mine, and she was vulnerable. I had to keep her safe to finish…whatever she was going through. Hopefully it wouldn't take nine months. Now that I knew she wasn't going to die from it though, I was more willing to entrust her to my people. I nodded to Cora. "Do it. Take her and Tink to Ruby, and stay with them."

She snapped her fingers, and a puff of red smoke filled the room, vanishing and taking them with it. I turned to Rumple. "So, brother mine. You up to taking on Oberon himself? Because with Zee down I need someone to hold him off while I fight Titania."

He grinned at me. "Aye, the Dark One vs the king of the fairies? That sounds like a wonderful fight to me. I didn't want to say it in front of your newest pet, but I HATE fairies."

"Works for me. Puck can help if you get jammed up I assume. The question is how much time we have." I checked my phone. "I know we're sure the attack will be tonight. But I don't know whe-" Before I could finish talking, the floor under me shuddered as if something had slammed into it. I sighed. "Never mind. I got it."

Rumple smirked, but flicked his wrist and smoke clouded my vision. Once it cleared, we were standing on the roof, looking out at…a light box.

I found Puck standing nearby, "So is this another spell, or…?"

"Not a spell". Said Xanatos as he stepped around a corner, flanked by a pair of guards with those big ass laser weapons. "An energy shield. Owen had it commissioned for me, just in case. They'll have to get through that to get to the shield your witch put up, which should buy us some time."

I nodded, scanning the sky as I identified the big threats with appraisal. Aside from Oberon and Titania, B and A rank respectively, there were a staggering number of C ranked fae, all of them riding C ranked griffins.

"How long do we have before that comes down." I asked casually, as a griffin opened up and vomited a swirling ball of light magic into the shield. The energy construct rippled, revealing a grid of lasers holding the shield together for just a second before the light faded and it returned to a solid but transparent light wall.

Xanatos shrugged. "We have several large generators running in the basement. Zero point energy is…theoretically infinite." He said carefully. "But while the energy sources may be ever replenishing, the machinery generating the shield is still under strain. Enough stress and the thing will collapse. I'd give it ten minutes at this rate."

I nodded. "I don't suppose it's one way?" If I could just go out there and start hurling blasts of bad karma I would absolutely do it.

"Afraid not. Shield is up and we can't pass until it comes down." I grimaced at that but started looking around for ways to improve our chances. First up, I checked our assets. Xanatos had brought dozens of those troopers up, and the armor and weapons they were carrying were actually shockingly powerful for a bunch of normies. D ranked armor and weapons, and working together the blasts would damage even the griffins.

We also had Puck, who was B ranked himself and could help Rumple with Oberon, and the Gargoyles, who were all powerful physical warriors. Angela was a D ranker, and her dad was even stronger, reaching C rank from sheer physical power. They'd be a good counter to the griffin knights,, since from what I'd seen of their flight, while not as magically potent, Gargoyles were MUCH more maneuverable in the air.

Unfortunately, my calculations, and Xanatos's besides, didn't take into account one thing. Oberon and Titania weren't actually attacking yet. I felt a surge of power and turned to snarl at the form of the faerie king as he conjured a massive spear of light over his head. I turned to look over at Puck, calling out. "Please tell me the shield can stop that."

He grimaced. "I doubt it. The Longinus Lance is a high tier siege spell. It's a conceptual piercing attack designed to break defenses. I've never seen it cast before, but I've read about it, and it is…distinctive."

Scowling I looked over the energy construct. It looked like a massive roman pilum, so detailed I could see the grain of the wood. I appraised it, and sure enough, it was a B-ranked attack designed specifically to punch through wards. Oberon wavered in the air, TItania not even bothering to steady him as she glared down at us.

"I will give you one chance." She said coldly, her voice like silver bells ringing in the winter wind. "Give me my grandson, and I will allow you all to live. Your capture of a local fae is an insult, but not one that cannot be borne. Alexander's existence is much more important."

Spreading my wings, I beat them once, the wind knocking over several of Xanatos's guys as the power propelled me up to her eye level in a blink. "You don't want to do this." I said as I stopped across from her, just inside the shield. "You can still walk away. This is pointless, all you're going to do is humiliate yourself."

Pro tip, fairies are REALLY easy to manipulate in certain ways. Much like a lot of criminals, the fae are extremely prideful. If you want a fairy to attack you, tell them not to bother. Humiliate them in front of subordinates on top of that?

She didn't even need to say anything, Oberon unleashed his spell right at me without blinking. The roman spear of light slammed into the energy barrier, and ripples came off it like before, but the longer it pressed in the bigger the ripple became and the more sparks came off them as the crested, exploding like literal waves in a sea of energy.
I didn't flinch. That shield was the outer layer, but even if it got through there was another, plus I was fast enough to dodge, and even if I failed at THAT, it was a B ranked spell. It MIGHT scratch A ranked defenses at the lower end, but dragon scales? Fuck no. I was pretty sure I could tank that think to the fucking eyelid if I wanted, not that I would try.

Finally, a minute after the attack, there was a massive snapping sound and the energy shield shattered. The blast weakened the spear but didn't break it…that honor went to the second shield, a thick field of green magic only a few yards behind the first.

When the spear hit THAT, it fractured and dissolved, barely disturbing the barrier, and I clicked my tongue, shaking my head. "I told you." I said compassionately. "No point. By the time your little toy boy there busts in here you'll be too tired to put up much of a fight."

Titania's eyes glittered with rage. "I smell reptile on you, beast. A dragon, in this day and age? No wonder you're so prideful. But I hung dragon skulls above my throne in my youth, before your kind passed into legends and out of the world. I can kill those of scale and claw as easily as flesh and blood."

She raised her hands, fingers blazing with green fire, and started weaving together a spell. I was no magic expert but based on the light show and the absurd karmic pull draining the power in the area, I was pretty sure this next spell wasn't going to be anything to sneeze at.

Her eyes flickered green as she started to chant. "Now gaze upon the wild wood, where all besides the fae are food, the primal glades of magic sing, the song of fairy queen and king. And deep beneath the sleeping earth, beneath the soils of fairy birth, the hungry lome seeks bloody fill, shed by the roots of YGDRASSIL!"

She roared the last word, the magic breaking, and from the ground below the tower titanic vines from an unthinkably large tree tore themselves from the concrete and smashed into the secondary shield. As cracks began to form on them, I cracked my neck, ok, this was going to be tougher than expected.

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