July 4th 2016 Neverland, 11:00 A.M EDT (smut warnings:incest, humiliation, degradation, mind break)

"What have you done?" My mother snapped, standing motionless in front of me, skin covered in golden lines. "Release me!" I could see some panic as she stared down at herself. Not the nudity, she didn't care about that, but the powerful spell traps she'd created were branded all over her chalk white ass, and she was clearly uncomfortable with the idea.

I snapped my fingers and her arms and legs were pulled taught in an X formation. "Why would I do that? You decided to risk that ass in battle, and I've just won. Time to pay up."

That would have made most people panic, but knowing what I wanted calmed her down quite a bit. She sneered at me, looking down at my hard cock. "Well, get to it then, I suppose. I've undergone torture you can't imagine. A little hard fucking won't break me. You aren't getting one of those Brands on me, Nicky. I know how they work."

"And I know how gravity works." I said with a smile. "Doesn't mean it's not keeping my feet on the ground. But keep the attitude. It'll be more fun that way."

Approaching her, I stepped up to where she hung in the air. My bare cock pressed against her stomach obscenely, outlining its future path inside her, but she didn't seem bothered. Rolling her eyes, she looked down at me. "Yes dear, you have a large cock. Feel free to stuff it where you like. Once you've rutted yourself out you can release me."

Grinning, I rubbed my fingers together, generating a few golden sparks. Reaching down, I touched her clit, she let out a slight moan, but not much more. Dragging my fingers up, I used one of my thread connections to link her clit to each nipple, then I grabbed one and twisted sharply.

"Fuck!" She spat, as her cunt clenching and flooded. Pressed against her as I was I felt her drench my balls and enjoyed it. "Nice trick." She admitted. But hardly enough to break me." Reaching down, I slid two fingers into her pussy, stroking them in and out. She was tight and wet and warm, but I wasn't playing for fun. I traced my fingers across the inside of her, connecting more and more spots to her clit.

Breathing in her ear, I chuckled. "Last chance mommy dearest. I can't promise your mind will survive what I'm about to do to you. Give up that fat ass of your own volition and I can be nice about this."

"Do your worst." She snapped. I just smiled and placed the head of my cock between the sopping lips of her engorged pussy. Reaching out with Eros and Psych I turned her sensitivity up to a staggering thousand times, then locked her orgasms. Looking right into her eyes, I shoved my hips forward, burying myself balls deep in fairy pussy.

Her head flew back, eyes wide and almost crossing as she squealed. She let out a ragged laugh. "You think that'll be enough." She spat between gritted teeth. "I was expecting my baby boy to be a master motherfucker. That was good, but it'll hardly break me." Her voice was a rough growl, and her eyes were almost glowing with lust.

I was impressed. I'd linked every inch of her cunt to her clit, then cranked it to a thousand. Without the suppressed orgasm she'd have cum a thousand times over. But then, I hadn't been banking on the first thrust. I pulled out to the tip then stuffed it back in, then started fucking she grunted as I hammered away, eyes glazing as she desperately tried to hold on.

"You say that." I said in faux boredom. "But that pussy seems almost obsessed with holding me in. Your cunt can't get enough. You want to cum slut? Want to cream your sons cock?"

She growled. "In your dreams. I bet you can't even keep this up. Bet you can't fuck me harder. Get it deeper. Mommys little bitch boy doesn't know how to break a whore. Come on Nicky, move those hips. Use that cunt. Fuck me. Break me. Ruin me." She was panting not, hips jerking as she tried to get more.

"Why should I?" I hissed at her. "You've had better haven't you? You don't need this. Your cunt hasn't been aching for this dick since the first time you saw me put it to work, right?"

Roaring in frustration, she started to struggle. "You little asshole." She spat. "Waving this fat cock around in front of me. You were teasing. You knew I'd want it. Fuck that's good. You're so deep in me baby. You like how that feels?"

She was practically cooing. "Is this all you needed to act like a mother you needy slut?" I slapped her ass. "Your cunt is the only maternal part of you."

The thousands of orgasmic pulses of pleasure marinating her brain were slowly eating away at her sanity, and her laugh this time was more of a manic giggle. "It is! It missed you baby. Welcome back. Fuck it. Pound mommy's needy twat. Get that fucking pussy!"

Grabbing a fistful of heir, I mashed her mouth to mine, letting her limbs free as she latched onto me like a limpet. "Fuck yes I will. Take that dick you sick needy bitch. You might be a shitty mom, but this is a nurturing fucking pussy! I'm gonna nut in you until you never stop dripping my cum." When I said the word cum, I released the suppressed orgasms and she squealed, creaming all over my dick as I shoved her onto her back in the dirt in front of the gazebo.

"OH FUCK!" She squealed. "You animal! You motherfucker! You're breaking me. You're going to fucking ruin my brain!"

I bit down on a nipple, still linked to her clit, and enjoyed her sopping clenching cunt exploding all over me. "Tell me to stop then bitch. If you're such a weak as whore you can't take some good dick."
"NO!" She shrieked. "Don't stop baby. Give it to mommy. You make me so full. I didn't know it was this good. Those poor sluts. You'd destroy them with this dick. Mommy will take it, keep them all safe so you don't turn them into idiots!"

I slapped one of her tits. "Lying whore." I hissed. "You just want more fucking. Admit it! This is the best thing that ever happened to you. You never want it to stop!"

My next slap hit her in the face, and she was so busy writhing and cumming she barely noticed, her big stupid grin didn't change. "I was wrong! Mommy needs you Nicky, she needs this dick. None of the others deserve it. FUCK! I spent so long planning and scheming and it never felt like this. Is this what love feels like? Fill mommy up with all that hot dragon love Nicky! I can take it!"

She'd basically lost her fucking mind, gibbering away on my cock, and I fucking loved it. She was right. I WAS a motherfucker. It wasn't just the pussy either, though that was great. I'd fucking BROKEN her. This proud arrogant queen squealing on my dick like a moron as I pounded away at her. It was fucking spectacular.

"What are you gonna give me bitch?" I sneered. "If I keep fucking your ancient pussy. What do I get out of it?"

She keened needily, mashing her hips and tits and thighs against me like getting more dick wasn't enough, she was trying to slam her whole body into mine like she could make us one. "ANYTHING!" She wailed. "Mommy will give you anything if you keep going! I don't care about power or freedom or anything but what you do to that pussy!"

I slammed my will down on her sensations again, forcing her to explode another time. She squealed again, squirting all over me in the dirt, tongue lolling out. "But I thought you'd never give in?"

She mashed her lips to mine. "I was wrong Nicky. Mommy loves her big strong dragon. I've never felt like this! You can have this pussy! It's yours! So fucking good!"

"You say that." I said lazily as I rammed myself into her guts. "But I don't feel those points. Give it up whore. Sign that ass over to me for real. Accept my Brand and I'll give you all the dick you can handle you shameless cunt!"

Her face morphed into a mask of rage. "YOU FUCK!" She howled. "FINE! Take it all! Just finish it you little bastard. Finish inside me like a real motherfucker. Nut my fucking pussy you animal!"

I grinned, smashing my hips into hers hard enough to shake the ground. "You fucking ready for it slut? You ready to take my cum?" Her face was frozen in a rictus of pleasure and rage as I rutted her in the dirt.

"Just fucking GIVE IT TO ME!" She screamed. "You lit a fucking fire in this pussy you bastard. Put it out! Fill mommys cunt and douse that flame!"

It was hilarious honestly. My mother didn't have a maternal bone in her body, but I'd fucking thrown one into her until her brain cracked. She'd do anything for more dick. Eros and Psych couldn't have done this, but I'd been practicing with my karmic powers and those had pushed her over the top.

Balls deep in that squealing bitch, I reached a sort of Nirvana. I loved my girls, every one in their own way. Tsaritsa wasn't one of them yet though. She was just some wonderful meat I was pounding.

Mommy kink aside, I didn't feel any need to make her proud of me or any of the shit she implied. I wasn't secretly pining for her approval. But I WAS angry. She owed me this shit. Owed me her humiliation and the loss of all dignity. I deserved to turn her into a squealing dripping whore and wreck every ounce of poise she had.

She'd toyed with my life, tried to use me and throw me away, and now I was going to USE her. But I wouldn't throw her away. I was going to destroy every ounce of pride in this royal skank, turn her into a bimbo sex toy who couldn't live without me.

I turned up the pleasure, overloading Eros and Psych with good karma, flooding her whole body with golden light as her babbling dirty talk turned to screams. Not bad screams, but screams of passionate joy that she couldn't resist.

Not that I was going to fully break her. There was no fun in that, I wanted her to know what I'd turned her into. To see the whore she was in the mirrors that she used to be known for and be ashamed of what she'd become. The thought just did it for me, and I threw back my head and roared as my balls clenched and I poured my cum into that ruined fairy cunt.

She locked up, literally foaming at the mouth as her cunt spasmed all over me, drenching my body, the dirt, and her own pale skin in fairy juices as she all but stroked out on my dick.

I didn't mind. This bitch was sturdy enough to take it, and if I'd been a bit rough she'd survive. As my balls clenched on the last spurt of my cum I slumped down on top of her, having already seen the symbol blazing to life over her womb, the most humiliating place I could put it.

She lay there under me, cooing and twitching. Utterly ruined in every conceivable way, and I grinned to myself as I rolled over. I let my dick flop in the breeze for a minute before turning to look into her slack face. "What are you, stupid?" I said lazily. "I've got whore juice all over me. Clean me up." The Brand activated, forcing her up to crawl over to me, and I felt the pleasure in her at being humiliated by me. Mission accomplished. This bitch was all mine.

July 4th 2016 Neverland, 6:00 P.M EDT

There wasn't much to do in Neverland besides the obvious, so I took my time breaking in my newest toy. Eventually though, Rumple showed back up, pocketing a brass box with a ruby on it and limping even worse than he normally did. He was roughed up, bleeding from a cut above his eye, but he looked pleased with himself.

Glancing down at the drooling passed out form of our mother on the ground, her naked and well used body covered with a blanket, he raised an eyebrow. "What on god's green earth did you do to her?"

I smiled back at him widely. "Nothing she didn't ask me to do. Repeatedly. I take it Pan is out of the picture?" I knew he was, of course, I'd appraised the box and knew he was inside, but I figured my brother wanted to gloat.

"Tried to convince me to join him." He said with a bitter laugh. "As if he hadn't already had his chance. We came here once, when I was a boy, you know? He abandoned me so he could stay." He nodded at our mother. "She offer to take you in?"

I tried not to snicker and failed. "She insisted on it." I said wryly. "Multiple times." He grimaced and I laughed. "Don't be such a prude Rumple. I'm sure you've done worse things than motherfucking. Besides, she had a choice. She accepted the battle under those conditions. She just thought she'd win. Her fault for not knowing I was two steps ahead."

"So…what now?" He asked. "Pan is finished and suffering, you found her. Now what? You go home?"

"Not yet." I said solemnly. "I tracked her down for a reason, and I still need to make good." He flicked his eyes down to where certain body parts were poking out of the blanket. "Oh, not that. That was just for fun. Business and pleasure and all that. She's under control, and I can't leave until the business part of that is done."

He stared at me hard for a minute. "I…I don't know what to say." He admitted. "You're crude and blunt and condescending…but you care. It's strange to have family that cares."

"Aww, come here you big softy." I spread my arms for a huge, not too worried since he couldn't hurt me anyway. He flinched back and I looked down, realizing that despite now wearing pants I probably still reeked of ancient fairy pussy. I held out my fist for him to bump. "I get it. Rain check on the hug."

Chuckling, he bumped my knuckles with his. "I suspect I can leave just fine. The magic inherent in this place was coopted, and you're controlling it. Can you open a way out for me? I have no desire to attempt passage with Hook again."

I snapped my fingers, flexing the weave still branded into my mothers skin, and she whined and wriggled a bit. Giving me a slow nod, Rumple called on his power, vanishing in a puff of smoke.

"He's gone." I told the supposedly insensate fairy. "You can stop pretending."

Sighing, she got up, shooting me a pouty look. "You can't let your poor mother sleep? I'm so exhausted. You used me like an animal."

"Well it was your first time." I said kindly. "I thought I'd be nice about it. Now get that fat fairy ass up, and get dressed. Unless you want to get back at it. I can question and fuck at the same time, but I'm not sure you'll be able to answer."

I saw her eyes flash with a wild spark of need, but she choked it down, turning her head away with a sniff. "Uncivilized little beast. Fine." She stood, flicking her fingers, and the blanket became a green dress. Walking a few feet she plopped down in one of the chairs on the gazebo. "What do you want, anyway? I assume you didn't travel across several worlds for an afternoon of admittedly passable sex."

"Please." I scoffed. "If I wanted pussy I could get better than yours with a literal snap of my fingers. I have other reasons for needing you, this was just the simplest way to get you in line."

Her nostrils flared angrily, but she didn't retort, clearly knowing perfectly well what the mark on her stomach meant. She should, she'd been involved in making sure I had the system. "I have things I need to know?"

"About the Greed System?" She said carelessly. "Because I barely know more than you do. Though I would advise against trusting whatever voice it uses to communicate."

I laughed. "I don't, haven't talked to him in ages. But that's not what I need. I'm a karmic dragon god, and I use karmic magic. Similar to the light and dark shit they do here. I've been trying to master it, but it's complicated. I'm at the point where I can duplicate the system effects with magic up to a certain point, but it's not complete."

She raised a brow. "Really? That's an unusual method of doing things. I don't see it will help, assuming you intend on continuing down your current path? Judging by the ease with which you put me down you must be A rank. You're on the cusp of ending the competition. Most of the hosts are dead by this point."

"I know." I said with a sigh. "Killed by the others. Greed grows the fastest, so they often work together to take us out. One already tried."

She shrugged. "Well there you have it. Magic won't save you. You might be a match for one of them, maybe even two, but even with my training you aren't going to hold off the rest of them all together."

"I'm sorry." I said with an unpleasant smile. "Did me talking to you like a person give you the impression I was asking a question? You bet that fat immortal ass and lost, and your holes are just as much mine as the rest of you. Which includes your mouth, so if you're going to run it at least try to be useful."

Sniffing, she looked away sulkily. "Terrible manners. I don't know what your father was thinking."

"At least I apologized." I said cheerfully. "That's polite. Now, can you or can you not teach me some fucking magic?"

Snorting, she rolled her eyes. "Oh, very well. Show me the spells you can do so far and explain them to me in your own words. I need to know what you can do before I teach you. Hopefully you're as talented in mystical matters as you are at the carnal." She chewed her lip, eye fucking me a bit.

"Good girl." I said hotly. "I order you not to hold back any information, mislead me, or attempt to cause an undesirable outcome by influencing the path of my instruction. Keep a good pace and I'll bend you over this table once we get a chance for a break." She shuddered, eyes glazing a bit, and I grinned internally. Oh yeah, I broke that bitch. She was just playing it cool.

Staring at me, she raised an eyebrow, waving for me to start,. I opened my karmic eye, staring at the nearby strands. Trying to decide what to show her.
A lot of the magic on the island was still wrapped up in the fable weave, and I grimaced. "I'm going to unwrap the binding on you. I order you not to flee, attempt to turn the weave against me, or try to reassert control. You're going to tell me how to dissolve it, and I'm going to let the magic drain back into Neverland so I have something to work with."

Her weave was absurdly comprehensive. I'd never been anywhere with NO ambient karmic threads. They were usually everywhere, but Neverland was so empty that the only threads available were mine and hers. She'd woven every thread from every rock and tree into the enchantment she'd been using, and honestly I was staggered by how complete it was.

Snapping my fingers, I pulled the weave off her. I hadn't really done anything too fancy to it, it was extremely complicated, I'd just identified the capture and identification portions of her traps and rerouted the magic into those. Even that had taken days of study and contemplation.

When the golden web was spread out around her, she frowned, but with a sigh, started pointing at knots and overlapping strands. I cut a few, untied some others, and within about ten minutes the magic started to dissolve. As I watched the complex creation vanished, and I saw the karmic threads of the island manifest from the objects around me.

I'd expected it to be more connected, but rather than individually reattached the weave just vanished. Sighing in relief, I reached out, skimming my fingers over the threads around me.

Once I felt them, I reached into my pouch to grab a scale figure, and without pausing, I started winding and tying threads together until I finished the same old karmic offset spell I always used. Basically a reverse voodoo doll.

She watched me move, studied my hand motions, then clicked her tongue. She didn't interrupt, letting me continue, and I showed off all my spells and even did a few merges with spare stones in my pouch. Once I finished, I gestured around. "Well…that's it. That's all I've got. So, what do you think? How much do I have to learn?"

"Much." She said as she took the figure and studied it. "Your style is…interesting. A mix of karmic manipulation and the weaving magic of the fates. I know a thing or two about the loom, but it isn't my specialty."

I waited for her to continue, and when she didn't I raised a brow. "So you can't teach me?"

"I didn't say that." she snapped, offended. "I'm simply saying we need to start from the beginning. I am a mistress of magic, and I can teach you much. First though, you'll need to learn to identify the structure of the spells you're weaving together."

That brought up a confusing point. "If you aren't using the same style of casting, why did your spell appear like a complicated magical structure to my karmic eye."

"Just because we use different methods to reach a result, doesn't mean we aren't going to the same place." She said as she raised her fingers. She flicked them and a burning sigil of magical energy appeared. She spun it, and to my karmic eye the threads were sucked into it, wrapping themselves around the symbol and then tightening when it was released.

I got what she meant. We were both using threads, but since she couldn't see and interact with them directly, she was creating a pattern. My metaphor kind of fell apart after that, but despite not being able to describe it, I COULD see it. She worked with karma, the same as I did, she just didn't do it as directly, which meant that I'd come to the right person for training.

"What we need to do is teach you how to construct spell forms." She said as she slowly restarted her sigil work. "Once you've done that, you can reverse engineer the spells you already have, and then you'll be able to translate all your knowledge to a more stratified magic system I can teach."

I glanced up, across the now completely visible island, and checked the sun. It was still up. I sighed, sitting down at the table, as she started to instruct me on how to put together a basic cantrip. I had a feeling this was going to take a while, even with a superhuman draconic brain making things easier. Oh well, I had a few days before Zee and the others would get bored. At least they had gold to play with. Lucky bastards.

July 5th 2016 Neverland, 6:00 P.M EDT

"I have to admit." Said my mother lazily. "You're better at this than expected. You've got a natural gift for retaining knowledge, and your ability to see what spells should look like combined with your memory makes you a natural caster. I've had students that didn't make this much progress over YEARS of study."

I just shrugged. "I'm a dragon god. This level of spellcasting is just lower level stuff. It's objectively less trouble than what I can already do instinctively so picking it up is easy."

"Convenient." She drawled. "I wish I had such a useful card to play. But it doesn't matter. You're about caught up I think. Did you get to the level you were hoping?" I hadn't shared my plans with her, obviously, and my benchmarks were a bit nebulous without context.

To her at least. To me they were clear as day. "Yeah, you got me past the spot where I was stuck. That's all I needed. With the foundation you gave me I should be able to do what I need to do."

At least, once I reached one more condition. I needed to see someone go from A to S rank. And based on the rules of the game I was pretty sure it had better be me. I could, given the proper motivation and time to work, create an A rank object through merging just by my own magic. A person was going to be dicier, but seeing the next step should clarify any doubts I had.

Which meant I needed another five billion points. And I knew where to get them. It was time to go home, and more than that, it was time to take the fight to the other System users. Specifically the one I considered most dangerous. Kyra Arg had been dogging my footsteps for too long.

This whole thing was going exactly as I'd hoped, and I'd learned enough from my mother to finally put things in motion. When this all ended, I was either going to be free of Ophidian's influence, or dead. Or…you know, a mindless meat puppet being joy ridden around the multiverse by an orange energy snake.

I had to be careful about how I did all this though. I wasn't sure how much of my actions Crassus could monitor, hence my extremely tight control of information about my plan.

"So, you're bringing me back to our home world I take it?" My mother said, trying to sound nonchalant. "Because I could be of use to you there. Having an agent such as I loose in the world could be a major advantage.

I snorted in derision. "What am I? An idiot? No, I'm leaving you here for now. I have access to Ariel's portal travel, so I can always come get you if I need you. I'm going to tweak the bindings from the island to allow you to reconnect. You can once again use Neverland to gather power, but you aren't to attempt to break free. In fact, you have to stop gathering power when you think you're getting close to severing the binding."

She couldn't sever it, I was positive, but knowing her she might do something really fucking stupid if she thought she could, so it was better just to head her off at the pass.

I had actually been planning to bring her along, but I changed my mind for several reasons. I'd been fine with the potential heat she might bring, but after Sindella was born, the attention just wasn't worth it. Plus I ABSOLUTELY didn't trust her around my daughter.

After stripping her naked altering the bindings on her skin and getting some pussy for the road, I left her mewling and grinning on the gazebo as I headed for the beach.

Once I arrived there, I opened the cave of wonders (the sand made it easier) and welcomed back my girls. My brother had moved on, back to Storybrooke probably. Now it was just me and my ladies.

"Papa!" Squealed Sindella as she barreled out of the cave, slamming into me with enough force to push ME back a step, gossamer wings blurring at full five year old size. I laughed, catching her and spinning her around. It felt…nice. To have someone genuinely happy to see me without all the bullshit.

My girls adored me, my dad loved me, my sister cared about me. But all of that came with baggage. Sindella just…loved me. No Brands or obligation or anything. It was kind of awesome.

"Hey pumpkin." I said with a grin. "You have fun in the treasure cave?"

She nodded enthusiastically. "Mama taught me to count!" She sounded so proud of herself it was hard not to laugh, so I patted her head and told her how smart she was. "Uh huh!" She said happily. "And then I counted all the coins."
Raising an eyebrow, I turned to Zee, who had been following her out, with Tink on her heels. Ruby, Ariel, and Ariel's griffin all followed them out. My Archon winced. "She did." She said with a strained smile. "One at a time. Out loud. She's very smart. She can count to over a million." I saw the others looking they were trying not to cackle at the glazed look in her eyes.

Tink patted her back, sending her over to stand on the shore and get some air. "Zee had to explain numbers to her for like an hour, and she kept getting higher and asking for the next one." She said with a giggle. "It WAS impressive, but I think she expected Sindella to get bored and stop."

"It was so much fun!" My daughter squealed. "The gold was so pretty, I like the sound it makes when it clinks back onto the pile through my fingers!"

I nodded solemnly. "That's a pretty great sound. Hey, how about you go play in the water a bit. I want to talk to Tink. Don't go out into the water, but you can play in the sand and get your feet wet. Auntie Ariel will go with you."

She clapped excitedly, taking off toward the redheaded mermaid, and I turned back to my fairy. "So?" I asked with interest. "How is the bond working?" I was curious about adding elements of connection after the fact like I had with Tink.

Her face lit up. Literally. As did the rest of her, lambent golden fire flickering over her skin almost unnoticeably "It was wonderful. Sindella is amazing. She calls me mummy like she calls Zatanna mama. She's just so precious, and I can feel her radiating warmth and energy right into my heart all the time, she's such an energetic little thing."

I suspected that might not just be energy. The connection to Zee and Tink and I might still be equalizing. Though she was a phoenix touched fae now, she still wasn't A rank like the rest of our little family.

Time would tell on that though. "So, you ready to head home? We have a stop to make before we leave this dimension, but after that it's off to foreign shores."

She nodded excitedly. "More than. I've had my fill of this terrible island and most of the world beyond. I'm ready to retire somewhere a little less awful." She smiled over at where Ariel, legs transformed back into flippers, was sitting in the shallow surf, playing with our daughter.

"Right, well then we'll need a ship. Good thing I brought one along." Flicking a hand, I concentrated on a new spell form I'd learned during my training. Golden flame erupted from my hand, streaking into the air and exploding into a corruscation of shimmering fire that took the shape of a lotus.

Tink raised an eyebrow at me. "That was…nice."

"It's not my fault." I complained. "Simple spells like fireball end up warped by the karma in my magic. The good karma creates golden fire and peaceful shapes like lotuses and shit. The bad karma turns the fire black and creates like…skulls."

My mom said it was some kind of karmic overflow and just meant I wasn't precise enough with my magic yet. Apparently there was such thing as being too powerful, and it made doing delicate shit a little tricky. It would fade as I got a better handle on things. Luckily, it worked great for what I needed it for. A signal.

As Sindella giggled and clapped at the light show, a dark shape emerged from the fog off the coast of the islam, the twilight sky to its sails as it cut soundlessly through the water. I grinned, Hook had taken my offer to heart. I'd hoped he would stay.

"Ahoy!" I bellowed with a grin, waving to the ship as it drew closer. In a feat of nautical excellence I doubted any normal person could match, Hook brought the Jolly Roger about, letting the boat slide sideways just close enough to the shore to avoid getting caught up against the sea floor.

Stepping to the railing, he grinned down at us. "Aye!" He cheered. "I thought that must be you. Had me worried there for a moment, mate. Looks like you've returned with some new friends." His eyes widened. "And a few old ones. Ariel, Tinkerbelle, it's been some time."

Ariel, squinted at him for a moment, but then eventually sighed. "As you can see." She said gesturing to me. "I found my prince. Though not the one I expected. I hold no grudges." I wondered what that was about, then realized I didn't care that much and shrugged it off. Raising an eyebrow I looked to Tinkerbelle.

She just shrugged. "He used to work for Pan, we met in passing."

"Cool." I said disingenuously. "Well, now that we all know each other lets get on this ship so we can get the hell out of here."

From up on the deck, hook frowned down at Ariel. Then I realized it wasn't Ariel he was looking at. "Who's the sprog?" He asked slowly. "One of Pan's? Those lost boys can't be trusted, you know?"

"Sindella is my daughter." I said simply. "She's never met Pan. It's a long story and one I can tell you once we get going if you want. We're heading for somewhere called Arendelle…you know it?"

He looked surprised. "Aye. I've been in those waters. I assume the mermaid will take us?"

"The mermaid has a name." Sniffed Ariel. "But yes, I will. I'm a bit worried about what happens when I get there though?"

I knew what she meant, but I just smiled. "Don't sweat it. I've got you." Reaching down into the surf, I plucked out a few seashells, weak but still charged with ambient magic. Stringing them together, I remembered the weave of the spell left on Ariel. Now that I knew what I was doing, it was the easiest thing in the world to identify the part of the weave that gave her legs.

I spun the spell together into two separate shells, then four, and using my mastery of non system merging and all my new knowledge, I combined both pairs, then the two results. E rank shells after the enchantment, then up to D then up to C. I held her resulting item, a beautiful shell necklace, out to my mermaid.

She giggled happily, taking it and hanging it between her very pleasant breasts (she was in some kind of purple shell bra after transforming and it really made her tits pop), and then, suddenly, she was standing on her own two legs.

"I love it!" She squealed, throwing herself at me for a long kiss. I resisted the urge to grope since the kid was around, but made a note to receive her gratitude properly later.

"Anyway, let's all get on the ship." I said with a grin. "We've got to go get Elsa before we head home." And with that, I spread my wings and carried both Ariel and myself up onto the deck, the rest of the girls following behind. We were finally on the way back. I just really hoped Dinah and Barbie didn't kill me for leaving without saying anything. Oh well, I was sure it would be fine.

July 5th 2016 Arendelle Castle, Arendelle 10:00 P.M EDT

I whooped with joy as the ship shot out of the water, exploding up at an angle only to drop back onto the waves below with a loud splash. We'd sailed for a while before Ariel opened the portal (something about dimensional faultlines according to Zee) and only just now emerged in the bay outside of the fortress that seemed so familiar and yet so alien.

There was still some ways to go before shore, and we weren't exactly hauling ass, but I was just enjoying the chilly sea air.

"Holy shit." I breathed in relief. "It feels so good to be off that fucking island." Zee clamped her hands over Sindella's ears, glaring at me, and I shrugged. She was going to hear it eventually. I'd curbed my language on the literal day of her birth (Independence day apparently, I'd forgotten) but I wasn't going to avoid strong wording for the next thirteen years.

She glared for a second and then sighed and rolled her eyes, removing her hands. "We'll have a talk about grown up words later sweetie." She said dotingly. "But…yeah." She admitted with a shrug. "It's nice to be free of the place."

"Aye luv." Said Hook emphatically. "You can say that again. If not for my deal with your beau I'd have been well shot of it within an hour of dropping you off." I raised a brow and he cleared his throat. "Not that I'm holding it against you, mind." He clarified with a weak smile. "I'm happy to point my stern whichever way you require my friend."

Chuckling, I walked over and clapped him on the shoulder. "Glad to hear it, Captain. Because I hope we'll be working together for quite some time. In fact, I was planning to offer you a bump in power, if you were interested."

Tink's upgrade had given me some ideas for ways to integrate power between entities. Hook was connected to the ship in a pretty innate way, and was able to exploit her C ranked power to devastating effect, but as I'd seen with Tink, bonds like that worked better between equals. Hook was only a D ranker at the moment, but I had a spare ten million points in reserve for the Griffin I'd given Ariel.

I had an interesting idea for Hook. But I wanted to check on how up for it he was first. It would be a bit restrictive. "So here's the deal." I told him bluntly. "I want you to work for me. Permanently. In exchange, I can connect you with your ship in a way you've never imagined. You'll be able to will her through the water wind or no, patch damage, harden her hull, the list goes on."

"Judging by your tone, there's a catch besides what sounds like eternal servitude." He didn't sound hostile or opposed, just cautious. I think in his head this ship was really the only thing in the world he cared about, which was probably helping my case.

I tapped my toe on the deck lightly. "I'm thinking about taking advantage of your connection to the ship to turn you into…" I trailed off. "I guess you'd call it a Ploioad?" I said questioningly to Zee, who mulled it over before nodding. "A ship spirit. You'd be stronger and able to more powerfully use the ship, but you could never be separated from her for long. Sort of like a Dryad and its tree."

It was something I'd been considering since I read the appraisal of the Roger, having someone to maximize the usefulness of the ship would make taking advantage of it so much simpler. In fact, between him and Ariel I could easily open up a shipping channel between this world and mine, and that could be pretty lucrative. Hell, they could probably ship to Gemworld pretty easily to.

He mulled it over for a minute or two, silence falling heavy as he considered, but finally he nodded. "Aye. The Roger has been my lady for longer than any woman. I'd have her as mine for life."

"To clarify." I said carefully. "You won't be able to fuck the ship." His overly romantic tone made it feel like something I should spell out. Though I did pause afterwards. "I mean…not yet. I guess I could make her an actual shipgirl when she jumps to B rank if you wante-"

His eyes widened, hands going up in panic. "No!" He yelped, as the nearby crew members started sniggering under their breaths. He cleared his throat, clearly mortified. "That's not necessary mate."

"Probably for the best." I said sympathetically. "But don't worry, you can still get off the ship. Just not too far or too long. Maybe find a nice dockside tavern and pick up some groupies." I turned to Zee. "Hey what about Mandy? The red haired maid we rescued. She seeing anybody? I think they'd be cute together."

Zee bit her lip, looking him over. "Maybe. I think Jinx has a crush on her, though it's mostly been sexual between them. Then again she's pretty goth herself, I bet she'd be all over him. They could make it a threesome."

Hook was just staring at us wordlessly, seemingly unsure if he should be horrified or touched. Reaching into my pouch, I pulled out something interesting. An acorn I'd picked up in Gemworld, it was D ranked, humming with magic, and I tossed it up in the air and then triggered the merge.

I used points. This particular merge involved a lot of new and unusual power sources and weaves. Ariel's thing had been from experience, but I wanted to use this opportunity to do some more studying (and take my points to exactly five billion because I had a thing about round numbers). As I watched though, I noticed some interesting things, tweaks my intent was making even as I watched, and things I could twist to my own design.

Mixing in the bond with the ship was the easy part, making sure he checked all the boxes I'd promised earlier in terms of mobility was trickier. Eventually though, I was satisfied, and the merge faded revealing a new and improved Captain hook. Looking mostly the same except a bit tanner and with pointed ears.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Killian Jones- C ranked Wood Elf Ploioad. A child of the forest bound to the Jolly Roger as his home and source of strength. He's agreed to enter into the service of the Dragon God of Karmic Devouring, Nicholas Lord, in exchange for power and adventure.]

"Huh." I said with interest. "I didn't expect the elf thing. I guess the acorn had some elvish magic in it?" That was interesting, and it contextualized some of what I'd seen when I'd done the merge. I'd learned a lot from the process, having more context for what I'd been seeing. "So, how do you feel?"

Hook, who had been standing still, opened moss green eyes, and his face split into a grin. "I feel…bloody incredible. I can sense every thing on this ship. People, objects, insects. Nothing happens here I don't know about."

"Kickass." I said with a grin. "Bet this'll making pirating easier. Can't wait t-" I stopped, freezing in place, though not literally, as apropos as that would have been. Above us, a shape formed, wide white wings glistening with platinum edges in the moonlight carried a beautiful blonde in a tight blue dress down from the sky to slam headlong into me.

She actually took me off my feet, sending me skidding along the deck, but my breathless laugh clued everyone in this wasn't an attack and they sat tight.

"My lord!" She practically squealed. "You came for me! When I awoke I was trapped in a dark place. I broke free and found myself wandering in a dark vault, but when I emerged I headed straight for Arendelle. I knew you would find me here."

She seemed ecstatic. "Elsa." I said with a smile as I climbed to my feet. "Glad you're so happy to see me. I missed you too. I told you I'd come get you."

"You did." She said with a nod. "But I feared the distance would be too great." I saw a look of doting adoration in her eyes and realized what had happened. I'd saved her life, solving the problem that had terrorized her since she was a little girl. She was also the angel of a legit god, so some fanaticism was to be expected. In her nature now, so to speak.

Escorting her back to the others, I grinned at them. "You girls remember Elsa." I said to Ruby, Ariel, and Zee. "And this is Tinkerbell, Hook, and this little one." I said gesturing to our youngest party member. "Is my daughter. Sindella.

"Your wings are pretty." My kid said shyly. "Where did you get them?"
Elsa laughed, obviously as enchanted by my little girl as the rest of us. "From your father." She said happily. "Perhaps I could take you flying sometime. Show you around the skies. I think that would be great fun."

Sindella nodded eagerly. I grinned at them. "Glad to see you're getting along. So, should we dock?" I asked her. "I'd love to see Anna and Kristoff. Are they doing alright?"

"They're well." She giggled. "Though it's only been a few days since our dreams, you spoke to younger versions of us. Anna and Kristoff in particular are different than you remember. With my new position, however, I declared myself unsuited to rule, and Anna has taken the throne."

I smirked at her. "You snuck out didn't you. Left a note or something and bailed because you didn't want to argue?"

She blushed, which was extremely obvious on her pale cheeks. "It's not my place anymore." She muttered. "And I can always come visit when she's settled, can I not?" It would have been more convincing without the pout, but also less cute so I didn't call her on it.

"Fine." I said with a sigh. "Ariel, Ruby, Hook. We'll need all three of you and Zee for this next part. This is your first real pandimensional voyage, so we're not taking any chances." All three of them nodded, and Elsa and I each took one of Sindella's hands, leading her to the Captain's quarters because I was worried about what world jumping would do to a baby world.

Sindella was unique, which meant we had to be careful. I laid out a ward I'd learned from my mom, overcharging the shit out of it to make sure it would hold, and then left Elsa and Sindella to play a card game as I went back outside.

Stepping up next to Hook, I looked down into the water ahead of us. "Ok." I said as I stared into the abyss. "Ariel already down there?"

Zee, who was on his other side looking in, nodded. "I taught her the coordinates she needs, and Ruby is sniffing us out a course to make sure it's as easy as can be. All Ariel has to do is the same thing she always does, with a few minor tweaks for stability, and we'll be heading home. We'll end up in the harbor, sadly, because I don't want to park the ship in our yard."

Grinning, I raised a brow. "And of course you sent a message back so the girls would know to meet us there."

"Well obviously I-" She said distractedly before freezing. "I mean…what are you talking about."

I smacked her on that abundant rump, earning a satisfying squeak. "I'm sure." I said teasingly. "Just like you didn't know you'd be getting punished when we get back. I don't really mind, but I have to set a good precedent for when my girls are sneaky." She smirked a bit and I rolled my eyes as the water in front of us started to churn. It was time to go home.

July 6th 2016 Brightedge Harbor, Brightedge City, 3:00 A.M EDT

Our second trip through the portals Ariel could make was…different. The Roger DID help a ton in terms of discomfort, but the portal Ariel had taken us through had been…different. Longer, slower, and much weirder. Like the tubes from Sliders kind of. It was pretty cool to see, though it got exhausting to look at after a while so I commandeered Hook's chambers for a nap.

When I woke up, we only had a bit left to go, and when we finally erupted from the sea into Brightedge harbor I all but howled with triumph.

I wasn't a nostalgic person, really, but I loved my girls, and more than that, dragons have lairs, and we get attached. Now I was home, coming up on my castle and returning to where I belonged. It was nice. Plus I hadn't been away as long as I'd expected (I'd been worried about time fuckery) and the girls were only seven months pregnant still.

As we pulled into the harbor though, I winced as I saw who was waiting. Barbie, Dinah, Amy, and several of my other girls, all standing there with arms crossed glaring.

I considered what to do. I was a super genius, a dragon god, and all of their masters. I could bend them to my will, cow them into submission, or outsmart them if I needed to. I considered all of those options, then shrugged, grabbed Sindella and hopped off the boat, landing lightly on the dock before holding out my daughter like a human shield and announcing. "This is my new daughter, isn't she cute?"

One of the man similarities between women and dragons was their love of shiny objects, and Sindella had beautiful effervescent wings and was adorable. The united front of anger, propped up by several pregnant women, turned to pudding in the face of her cuteness, and they all swarmed her, cooing about how cute she was.

Smiling in triumph, I turned to find Cherry in front of me, arms crossed. "Damn." I said with a sigh. "I should have know you wouldn't fall for the kid shield. You're not mad at me are you Cherry?"

Glaring, she lashed out with a foot and kicked me in the kneecap. I had the good grace to pretend it hurt, and to my complete shock, her eyes quickly started to glisten with unshed tears. "You left me behind." She whispered, face a mask of pain. I hadn't even known my psycho murder bunny could even feel pain that intense.

I actually felt like kind of a dick. Stepping forward, I wrapped her in my arms, giving her a hug as she squeezed back as hard as she could. "Sorry, can't explain right now. But it was important. You'll all understand soon."

Trying to let people know what's going on when you're probably being watched 24/7 by someone inside your own brain is a bitch. My only brief moment of probable escape was in New York near that weird magic vacuum thing, and I'd put it to good use. Aside from the quick note I'd slipped Zee, I couldn't afford to take any chances.

"Alright." Said a voice from behind me, and I turned to see Barbie glaring at me, hands on hips. "Ignoring the fact that you not only left without telling us, you also came back with a bunch of new girls, a ship, a kid, and a gay pirate." I suppressed a snicker as I heard Hook yelp 'Hey' in the background. "Are you ok?" Her tone softened a bit at the end, and I gave her a warm smile.

"I'm good." I said with a short laugh. "I was expecting you all to be harder to distract, I guess I underestimated Sindella's cuteness."

She nodded. "Oh, she's adorable. Cutest thing I've ever seen. But we also talked about it ahead of time and decided to cut you a break. Mostly because Ingrid told us if we bitched too much you'd go from sort of contrite to annoyed and were liable to just leave again."

"Huh." I said appreciatively. "I knew there was a reason I kept her around."

Barbie snorted. "You mean besides wanting to fuck her into a drooling coma? Yeah, we agreed not to be too hard on you, though Amy is planning at least a short lecture on worrying everyone. Or she was until she got sucked into cooing over your…" She grimaced. "Daughter. I'm guessing Zee's the mom? How long were you gone?"

"Not that long." I said with a shrug. "Magic bullshit. But yeah, Zee and Tinkerbell are her moms."

She shot me a flat look. "Tinkerbell? The fairy from Peter Pan? You expect me to believe that you fucked a disney character?"

I burst out laughing and she glared at me in half outrage half confusion. I held up a hand in apology. "Sorry, just, if you knew where I'd been you'd get why that's so funny. On that note, allow me to introduce you to another of my new girls." I gestured to the dock, where a familiar redhead was climbing out of the water, rocking a very nice pair of legs. "This is Ariel. She's a mermaid."

Ariel's purple bra was made of shiny shells and her green skirt shimmered in a way that reminded me of scales. She beamed at Barbie happily as her griffin circled overhead. My bat slut just stared in openmouthed shock as the little mermaid gave her a big wet hug. "It's so nice to meet another of my new sisters!" She gushed. "And you're so beautiful!"

"I…I'm so confused." Said Barbie in a daze. "I should be mad you brought home a girl without running her by us but." Her cheeks turned red. "I have SUCH a crush on Ariel." she whispered.

Giggling happily my enthusiastic mermaid grabbed onto her even tighter, dragging her off to introduce her to Ruby, who I only now realized had apparently been RIDING the gryphon. I laughed as she was dragged away, confused and shell shocked.
"You're getting good at distractions." Said a calm voice from behind me. I'd sensed her coming though, so I wasn't surprised to find Dinah standing behind me. My heavily pregnant baby mama was looking at me with a sad smile, shaking her head. "Well?" She said in exasperation. "Don't I get a hug?"

I stepped forward, sweeping her up and spinning her around, delighting in the rolling giggles that came from her mouth at the action, despite her attempt to be stern. I set her down with a smile. "I heard you're cutting me slack."

"Only because you didn't miss the birth." She said with a pout. "I'd never have forgiven you." it was a good sign she was feeling up to being pouty. She nodded to Sindella. "She's gorgeous by the way. And so smart. How old is she?" Her voice was calm and friendly, but I sensed an undercurrent of jealousy.

"Like two days." I said with a shrug. "Like I said, magic bullshit." I glanced around. "How has the cleanup been? Everything sorted with the League?"

She smirked at the question, distracted from baby stuff. "Oh very much so. Though a small subsection of them, led by my ex, are extremely unhappy because apparently the Warworld is pretty much non functional. Our official position is that giving it to them was already a generous gesture and that we can't be expected to fix it after they broke it themselves."

I tried not to snicker at that, and failed. "Good, that asshole deserves to be annoyed. Anyone else been by?"

Her eyes rolled. "Kara has been visiting Barbara more often. Almost like she's hoping to run into someone specific." After glaring at me and seeing my unapologetic face she groaned in irritation. "Can't you PRETEND to feel bad about the fact that you're planning to fuck the superpowered alien god teen?"

I hummed in consideration. "Nope." I finally said. "I'm gonna hit that like the fist of an angry god. It's gonna be awesome." I didn't worry about being overhead, I'd put up a sound barrier, so Kara wouldn't hear that from Thailand or something. "You want me to let you sit on her face when I'm done?"

She rolled her eyes again. "I'm not Barbara, so no. I'd prefer you make her babysit after I have this damned baby. Maybe I'll be able to sleep through the night while the perky alien cheerleader deals with crying babies."

Laughing, I put an arm over her shoulder and dropped the shield, walking with her back to the group. Sindella was talking to Sindara, and my living Lich was explaining that she hadn't stolen my daughter's name, it was just a coincidence, and that I called her Sindy anyway, so the five year old had no reason to be upset.

For her part, my daughter looked more pouty than angry, though I did sense a massive slow buildup of magic. Putting a hand on her head, I pulled, consuming her magic easily because of the makeup (my magic and the Phoenix's were both karmic). "Sindella, you be nice to your aunties."

"Yes papa!" She chirped, the pout disappearing like a switch as she hopped up into my other arm, cuddling against my side.

The rest of them just laughed, unable to get mad at the tiny universal seed that was my kid. Amy turned her eyes on my, and I saw annoyance, but more than that, I saw hurt. Not unlike the hurt in Cherry's eyes. I sighed, giving her a small apologetic smile. "Hey honey, I'm home."

"Did you get what you were looking for." She said after a minute. When I confirmed I had, she nodded slowly. "Alright, I guess it's fine then. Tell me about our new guests?" She gestured around us to the girls, and I smiled.

I filled her in on where we went, leaving out my actual training with my mom even though I mentioned meeting her. My brother threw them off much more, as did the rest of my extended family. Amy demanded I take her back for a visit sometime, she desperately wanted to meet Henry.

They also caught me up on what had been happening. The city had been mostly quiet, but there had been a slow influx of unusually powerful people arriving since the end of the big throw down in space. I had my suspicions about who they were and why there were here, but Zee would need to fill them in. I had to minimize the information I discussed aloud.

Off to one side, there was a flash, and I let Amy talk for a while more before breaking off to approach Zee. I'd sent her to Shadowcrest to pick something up, something I'd seen before or at least something related. Rather than a single map of Brightedge though, she was holding a huge map that covered the whole planet.

Across the globe spread hundreds of lines, all crisscrossing in specific places and showing confluence points where important places were. I grinned as I took it, scanning over the map. The Rage System was about self improvement, and there was no way Kyra Arg was going without defenses.

To keep up scaled defensive spells she would need a massive amount of power with perfect consistency. A leyline nexus was the best bet there. I just needed to check some of the bigger ones until I found her.

Finally the first staged of my plan were ready to begin. I had my power, the object I needed, and the training to use everything when the plan came together.

I'd hunt down Arg, kick her ass, make her mine, and get the points from putting that A ranked bitch in her place, after I fucked Kara and got the points for HER I'd be at seven billion, only three away from S rank. I even had a few ideas about who to snag to round out the number. First thing was first though…I wanted to go home.

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