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Warning: this chapter contains blood, violence, and the attempted mutilation of breasts. read with caution. i do not support, or encourage the mistreatment of women.

(Chapter 18: Chaos of the dead.)

Atop a building overlooking the bustling festival square, Silver the Hedgehog stood, his fur fluttering in the warm, evening breeze. He is a light gray hedgehog with white fur on his chest, tan skin, and gold eyes. He has two large spines at the back of his head, and five spines on his forehead. He wears white gloves with sky blue circles, golden bracelets, and boots with a red gem set in gold. His eyes are cold as he watches the festival of the sun.

"Such fools. The Fire they worship as the sun is nothing but that Filthy Demon Iblis. And they dare praise it in my presence," Silver murmured under his breath, his gaze intense and focused on the stage where the royal procession is leading a boat with a hooded figure to the center of the city. He clenched his fists, and his bracelets clinked together, the gold gleaming in the fading light. "If I hadn't met that extremely powerful Girl I would have been fooled by that despicable Mephilus The Dark. To think The Iblis Trigger would turn out to be human. A Chaos emerald is a small price to pay for the salvation of my world. You have no escape, Iblis!"

The crowd roared with excitement as the figure emerged from the boat, revealing none other than the radiant princess Elise, her blue eyes shimmering like Juels. She walked gracefully to the podium, a tall teenage girl who has very fair skin, short red hair, and light blue eyes. she wears white feather ornaments in her hair, dress and gloves. Her clothing is an off shoulder short white dress of short-puffed transparent sleeves with a transparent ruffle trim at the top, a large golden strap with black edges, which forms an x shape, white flowers on the chest, white seamless repetitive rhombus and silver rhombus that have the Soleanna symbol at the end. She is also wearing long white evening gloves, silver earrings, a gem necklace, tan pantyhose, and red and silver high heels. This very event marks her seventeenth birthday.

Silver's eyes narrowed as he watches the calibration unfold from his vantage point. "So this is the host of Iblis. So innocent and naive," he thought, his mind racing with the gravity of his mission. He knew that by capturing Elise and handing her to Sugu, he could prevent the demon's rebirth, and save both his own world and avoid having to kill this fragile human.

The crowd's cheer grew wild as Elise raised the torch in front of her, ready to light the ceremonial bonfire that would form the symbol of the festival. "This is the perfect opportunity," Silver thought, his body quivering with nerves. He took a deep breath and focused his psychokinetic powers, feeling the energy swell within him. His eyes turned a fiery shade of blue, and without warning, the torch ripped from Elise's grasp and hurtled towards the sky. Gasps of shock echoed through the square as the flaming projectile stopped above the city in midair. Silver begins to float upward, his eyes fixed on his target.

Elise watches the floating torch in a trance. In her eyes is a burning fire that shows her a vision of her future, the image of a metal beast attached to her unprotected naked body. An unimaginable force of suction between her legs, taking everything from her helpless folds. A force that feels like a hundred hands. Her body trembles in fear as she sees a being of shadows wrapping itself around her, whispering words that make something start growing wet.

The sound of her own screams snaps Elise back to reality as Silver swoops down, his psychokinetic powers enveloping her in a gentle yet unbreakable force. He lifts her off the stone platform, her dress fluttering around them, as they ascend into the night sky, leaving a trail of blue light. The crowd's shock quickly turns to horror as the only remaining member of the royal family is abducted before they can do anything. The guards scramble, weapons drawn, but it's too late.

"The princess has been taken! To arms!" A guard's panicked voice pierced through the chaos, his eyes darting upwards at the retreating figure of Silver the Hedgehog, who was swiftly disappearing into the night with his captive. The festival-goers stared in disbelief at the stage. On this day Princess Elise the Third, last living member of the royal family would disappear from this world forever.

Silver soared through the night sky, holding Elise tightly in his arms as the city grew smaller beneath them. Her eyes were wide with terror, her heart racing against her ribcage. She recognized this creature from a vision she had in the past, but things are going completely different.

"Who are you?!" Elise screamed, struggling to break free from Silver's grip. She felt the strange energy surrounding her, a mix of warmth and coldness that she had never experienced before. "What do you want with me?" Silver is gritting his teeth in hatred. It's only now that this girl is held in his grasp, that he feels the presence of the flames of disaster within the girl.

"Silence you foul abomination! You carry the core of Iblis," Silver spat out, his voice harsh with anger. "Your existence will bring about the end of the world!" Elise clenched her mouth shut.

With a thud, Silver touched down gently beside an abandoned shack on the outskirts of the city. Two figures stood before an open door in front that seemed to lead somewhere far too big to fit in the tiny rundown wooden building. Sugu was smiling kindly at silver, next to an oddly shaped man who seemed rather annoyed about a pile of smoking scrapped metal next to the building.

"You've done well, Silver," Sugu said, his voice soothing like a warm summer breeze. Her eyes gleamed with something that looked almost smug. "As per our agreement I'll take her away from this world. Have you thought about my offer?" Sugu asks curiously.

"I have. Even if Iblis is no longer a threat to this world, dealing with Iblis has always been my goal." Silver retorted, not taking his eyes off the trembling girl. "You will take the Iblis Trigger and I will do whatever it takes to prevent Iblis from returning. Even if that means following it to another world." he replied firmly, his grip on Elise tightening. Sugu nods in approval.

"In that case, welcome to the Team. Now let's get this toothpick in uniform."

With a wave of her hand, Sugu unleashed her power. Elise's eyes grew wide in terror as her dress began to dissolve before her eyes. The fabric disintegrated into nothingness, leaving her naked, her body shimmering briefly before the material was completely gone. The only things she is wearing now are her pantyhose, shoes, gloves, and jewelry. Nothing important is covered any longer. The cold air kissed her skin, leaving goosebumps across her firm B-cup breasts. She gasped and tried to cover herself with her hands, but Sugu's force abilities prevented her hands from doing so.

Dr. Eggman watched with a mix of curiosity and desire, his eyes lingering on Elise's shivering form, taking in every detail of Elise's thin body. Her skin is extremely pale from remaining indoors and she is slightly underweight, which makes her small breasts stand out more, with the perky nipples tightening due to the cold. Her hips are narrow and her stomach is flat, with a hint of ribs showing. She has no pubic hair, something he notes as being natural, which is quite a rarity. Her folds are as pink as her cheeks. Elise's eyes are filled with horror and she can do nothing. Her knees are clicking together as she crosses her arms across her stomach, unable to cover anything other than her bellybutton. Other than a whimper she doesn't say a word. The gaze of the hedgehog next to her is filled with something akin to hatred, and she is more afraid of being killed by him than going with the big breasted nudist. Eggman was about to comment on the lack of underwear when Sugu cuts in.

"We don't have time for that, Doctor," Sugu chided, her eyes glinting with amusement at his attempt to hide his perverted nature behind scientific analysis. "I have been gone for a while. Who knows what trouble my team has gotten up to." With that, Sugu ushers her new permanent guests to the soon to be transformed city.

"Well, that's the last of it," Chi-Chi murmured, wiping the sweat from her brow. She glanced over at her latest project, a collection of vibrating metal and intricately carved wooden panels that formed the outline of a doorway. The room was filled with the faint scent of oak and sweat. It was a strange mix that somehow comforted her as she worked. Her long black hair was tied back in a simple ponytail, two locks escaping to frame her flushed cheeks. She was currently wearing nothing but blue panties with red trimming that allows her large pussy to be pushed out of an opening in the front, and a Red choker around her neck. Her pussy was already wet from the excitement of her new creation, an unusual fetish she has gained towards engineering. While the other's are actively seeking male companions, Chi-Chi found solace and excitement in her craft. She can't help but chuckle at how she's turned into such a nerd after her time with Sugu.

"That should do it." Chi-Chi whispered to herself, stepping back to admire her work. She reached out with a trembling hand, her heart racing as she touched the cool, polished surface of the wooden frame. The panels hummed gently, resonating with the freshly extracted vagina energy she gathered from her very own folds. Her breath was shallow, her chest rising and falling in anticipation. She watches the wooden edges crackle and expand, filling and shaping a new door to fill the door frame. She could feel the power of her ki building up around her, the air charged with the electric excitement of her creation. Every time she creates a door the amount of power in her body doubles, and the more doors she makes, the more powerful she becomes. It's an addiction equivalent to an orgasm she can't resist. At last the door took form, what appears before her is a wooden door that has a circular top part with white horizontal boards across the middle. Chi chi raises an eyebrow at its appearance. It has a carving of a tangerine, with a pinwheel growing from one of its leafs in its center. She rubs her hand on its wood, only to frown as she taps the wood, noticing something off.

"What wood is this? It's crazy thick and hard as a rock. No, more like Steel or something stronger. It seems strangely reinforced against water damage. Something from a wooden boat or ship maybe." Chi-Chi wondered aloud, her eyes tracing the peculiar grain of the wood.

But before she could investigate further, the room was bathed in an eerie green light, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. A low rumble grew from the concrete floor, and she watched in shock as skeletal hands began to claw their way up from the floor out of seemingly nothing. The nails scraped against the floor, sending shivers down her spine, and the very air grew thick with a sense of death that made her reflexively clench her fists. Chi-Chi's eyes narrowed, a red fiery Ki erupting from her skin, making her tits wobble from the rising power.

The skeletons emerged in full, each one dressed in tattered remnants of medieval armor, their eyes ablaze with a green fire. They held weapons that were a mix of rusty steel and bone. this is a dark magic that she hasn't seen before. Chi-Chi's heart pounded in her chest as her senses started picking up a countless number of signatures appearing all over the city like a dense cloud.

"Haaaaaah!!" With a shout Chi chi sent a concussive shockwave that erases the mist and undead from the room. Her breasts bounced with the force of the wave as she controls it to avoid the rooms sensitive equipment. "These things aren't from one of ours." Just as she was about to contact the other's, Levy's voice escapes her personal administration seal.

"Attention all residents of The extractor core district. A criminal has escaped with a council artifact. All non combatants gather around the nearest Council members and or Quest approved exploration core members. All members mana restrictions are removed. Do not engage the undead without magic unless unavoidable." Chi chi rushes out of the lab only to find the halls crowded with skeletons dressed in tattered armor. The green glow of their eyes all turned to face her direction. "Looks like I'll get to enjoy some downtime. a good workout should help loosen up these tense shoulders of mine." Chi-Chi says with a grin that mirrors that of the man she once intended to marry. With one hand facing both directions, a massive torrent of Golden Ki flames impacted the undead in both directions."Daffodil wrath Attack!"

Misuzu points her wand at Saeko after filling the entirety of Tokonosu City with low level Skeletal undead. The skull keychain on her left nipple jingles at her movement. Saeko's stance is firm, her eyes blazing with excitement. The blood from her previous attack flows back into her Scarlet Katana. A green fog rolls through the streets as necrotic magic escapes the tightly packed sea of bones. Misuzu lets out a breath and takes a relaxed standing position. She feels a lot less afraid of saeko after witnessing the number of skeletons she just summoned. She was starting to get a headache from the sheer amount of them.

"What was that you were saying a minute ago?" She sneers, grasping her fist around her wand. " I believe your exact words were, "Misuzu, you should give up and come quietly, It's not like you need those worthless little titties anyway." She spat. "That filthy smirk on your face makes me sick! Just what about cutting off my breasts is so amusing to you!!?"

Misuzu's eyes narrowed. She could feel the power in her fingertips, crackling with the dark magic that she was so afraid of. But now, with an army of bone soldiers at her command, she felt... powerful. "You think you're so high and mighty, don't you?" she hissed. "Well, if you find the idea so entertaining, then I'll just have to take your fat tits first!"

Saeko snorts, a smirk playing on her lips as she watches Misuzu's rage build. "You think your little puppets can beat me?" she taunts, her voice filled with amusement. Blood begins to flow from her sword, the crimson aura pulsing in time with her heartbeat. "You're just a sad, inexperienced, little school girl who happened to find a good toy! Challenge accepted." In a flash of movement, Saeko passes the blockade of undead and appears in front of Misuzu, her Scarlet Katana slashing down in an arc of gleaming crimson. Misuzu barely has time to blink before her skeletons pull her away from the attack, their bones clattering as they slash their blades towards the girl's neck, only to be shattered by a wave of blood. Panicking, Misuzu fires a spell at point-blank range at Saeko before she can follow-up with a horizontal slash.

"crepitus ossium!!" Misuzu shouts, her voice echoing through the city streets as the fragmented bones of the newly destroyed soldiers strike Saeko's gut, the necromantic blast a desperate attempt to get the grinning Saeko away. The force of the attack sends Saeko staggering back, her crimson blade momentarily dropping from its deadly arc as she clutches her stomach, a look of blissful pained surprise flashing across her face. The countless skeletons around her shudder and pivot, their cold, lifeless eyes focused solely on the girl who bypassed their guard so easily. With a wicked smirk Saeko holds out her free hand, something dangling from her fingers.

"I was just a little off, too bad." Saeko quipped, her smirk wide as she dangles The Freshly severed nipple ring in her hand, crimson staining the silver metal. She flicks the keychain away with a disinterested look, the ring landing with a metallic clink on the pavement. "But this little game Is far from over."

Misuzu's rage boils over, and she clutches her bleeding chest. Saeko managed to grab the accessory just before the spell knocked her away. She grits her teeth and glares at Saeko, her eyes filled with pure, unbridled hatred. "Kill her!" she screams, her voice echoing through the city streets as her skeleton army charges forward in a frenzied wave of bones.

"He he he, ha ha ha! That's more like it. You're finally getting into the spirit of things!" Saeko laughs, her crimson eyes lighting up with a twisted delight. She readies herself, her body a blur as she gracefully slices through the incoming tide of skeletons. Each swing of her Scarlet Katana is met with the sickening crunch of bone, sending the skeletal soldiers flying into pieces. Her movements are swift and precise, a deadly dance of destruction.

Misuzu watches in horror, her eyes wide with disbelief. The power she had felt so confident in moments ago seems worthless. Out of panic she starts firing magic as she starts to gather the green mist created by her army. She can already feel this fog increase the strength of her magic. "fatiscit etlabe!" Just as Saeko is about to sidestep another skeleton's blade, the ground beneath her erupts with countless Skeletal hands that begin to drag her down to her knees. The skeleton's sword swing grazes the side of her head, sending a part of her long hair flying.

The smirk on Saeko's face turns to a grimace as she is overwhelmed by the sudden onslaught. Her katana slices through the hands, but more and more keep coming. To her shock the arms are much stronger than she is. The arms climb across her body, grabbing at her limbs, her breasts, and her sword. Her eyes widen with horror as she is pushed down to the ground, the weight of the skeletons pressing down on her. They start to pile on top of her, their cold, bony frames crushing her as she struggles to break free.

"Don't even try it?" Saeko roars, her voice a mix of anger and battle lust. Her body strains against the bony prison, the crimson aura of her blood magic sword pulsing brighter. Just as she is about to brake free, a skeletal hand snakes up from the ground and clamps down on her sword hand. Another hand reaches out and grazes her thigh, before a sudden sensation causes her eyes to bulge. "What are you...eeeeeek!" With a sudden girlish squeal, she feels a cold, bony digit forcefully penetrate her, shoving into her pussy with surprising force. The shock of it causes her to drop her sword, the Scarlet Katana clattering against the pavement.

Misuzu watches as Saeko's eyes widen in shock. The skeletons continue to pile on, their bony digits groping and prodding the struggling girl as they slowly lift her to her knees with both arms pinned behind her. The fingers escape her pussy with a wet pluck as she is forced to kneel, surrounded by a writhing cage of angry skeletons. Misuzu watches in disbelief. she couldn't believe she would really just catch that sadistic bitch. She shot a glare at the skeleton whose fingers were currently dripping with a shiny liquid. She didn't tell it to do that. Misuzu rubs her chest to calm her beating heart, she honestly thought she might be killed by the psycho, or worse.

"Now, let's see if you still find this situation amusing," Misuzu says with a growl, watching as the skeletal hands grab saeko by the hair as another presses against her lower back, forcing her to poke out her large, heavy Boobs. Saeko's face is contorted in a mix of annoyance and a bit of panic as her saggy titties are lifted up by two Skeletal hands. Misuzu glances at the bloody sword on the ground, contemplating for a moment before snapping her fingers. Two skeletons rush over and pick it up, holding it up for her to grab. "I'll be keeping this." she sneers, her tone mocking.

Saeko glares up at her, her face red with anger, her teeth gritted. "You bitch!" she snarls. "You won't get away!" Her voice is strained as the skeletons tighten their grip, the force making her bones tremble. Misuzu takes up the offered sword and Saeko feels the hands stretching out her breasts, the skin on her torso pulled to its limit. For the first time in weeks Saeko snaps out of her sadistic trance and feels real fear. The faces of all the people she has killed in the past few days flash before her eyes. What has she been doing all this time. She can feel her cheeks growing wet.

The sword feels cold in Misuzu's grip as she points it at Saeko's left nipple, before handing the sword to a tall skeleton next to her. "I can't imagine how a sick monster like you managed to keep up that fake, little Miss perfect act of yours before all this shit started. It's people like you who make me sick! Beautiful bodies are wasted on psychopaths like you." Misuzu glances at the girl's tears and it only makes her heart fill with even more hatred. She's lost any bit of pity she might have had. "But maybe it's time for someone to cut you down to size. I won't kill you after all, but I will make sure you never forget the depth of the hatred I have for you people!" She turns around to walk away, but not before giving her skeleton one final order. "Take off this sluts unworthy tits, and deliver them to Sugu on a platter." She says, her voice full of spite.

The skeletal figure holding the Scarlet Katana steps forward, raising Saeko's very own sword over her chest, the blade gleaming as it descends towards Saeko's held out breasts. She screams in terror, her eyes squeezed shut as she expects the searing pain of metal cutting through her boobs like Jelly. The moment the blade touches her flesh, she feels a cold shiver run down her spine, but the pain she anticipated never comes. Instead, she hears a loud bang, followed by metal and bone clattering on the ground. She opens her eyes to see a small nick on her left breast, and the skeleton's sword arm shattering into dust. Her eyes widen in shock. Misuzu stops in her tracks, fear and confusion flickering across her face.

"A G...Ga..Gunshot. Shit!" Before she knows what is happening, Misuzu is tackled to the side just as a flaming object comes hurtling through the air. It smashes into the ground where she was standing a second ago, exploding in a shower of fire and dirt. The skeletons around her scatter as she looks up to see the smoking barrel of a shotgun pointed at her. "Get off me, you piece of shit!" Saeko yells, pushing the skeletal hands away with all her might, her breasts bouncing as she does. The skeletons holding her fall to pieces as if they had never been there at all. Misuzu is too terrified by the person in front of her to care about Saeko's sudden freedom. The skeletons run towards the figure from All directions, but the figure takes them all down with a rifle before they can even get close. Rockets appear out of nowhere and bombard the streets, taking out a good chunk of any skeletons that could protect her in time. The tall figure turns an angry face in Saeko's direction.

"You went too far this time Saeko. I overheard everything over your seal. The soldiers you just wiped out were sent by the last fragments of the Japanese government. What you just did may have made our job much more difficult. But that's nothing compared to what I just heard." The figure says, a hint of anger in their tone. It was a young man, muscular, with a stern look on his face. He wore a military outfit, glasses shadowing his eyes. "Tell me Saeko. What the hell got into your head when you tried to cut off another woman's breasts!?" Saeko flinched. She did do that didn't she. She rubs the cut on her own breast and shutters, feeling sick.

"I-it's not what it seems," Saeko stammers, her eyes pleading. She just wants to forget everything that's happened in these past few days.

"Enough! I'm so pissed off right now! Go find Ryuko and help the others wipe out these skeletons." This boys typically gentle visage is nowhere to be found at this point. Saeko doesn't waste a second. She grabs her sword, her eyes cold and deadly as she charges back into the fray. Misuzu watches in shock as Saeko cuts through her skeletons like a hot knife through butter, leaving a trail of destruction. She spits as the girl that she once had in her grasp runs away. The boy rubs a hand through his hair in frustration as Saeko seems to have learned nothing. He moves the gun away from Misuzu before sitting in place. Misuzu takes a step back, gulping.

"K...Kohta Hirano. What are you doing here?" Misuzu stammers, recognizing the young man as one of her old classmates, but more importantly, as Ryuko's Husband. She has a very clear impression of him, and beatable is not one of them. Her heart clenches as any hope of escape leaves her mind. Everything failed the instant he showed up. give her Saeko, give her Ryuko, hell, give her Sugu. Anyone, anyone but him. She won't dare to attack him even with him sitting down like this. Why does she have to be such a coward. She feels his hang grip around her wrist and she yelps.

"Please no! Don't let them hurt me anymore." She bursts into tears as she falls to her knees, her voice trembling as she begs for mercy. The sight of Saeko, her tormentor, retreating into the chaos of battle is the last string holding back her emotions. She's lost her grip on the wand, her hand now clutching the bloody wound where her skull keychain used to be. She can't take it anymore. All she wanted was to live in peace without having her vagina destroyed by machines. She starts to ball her eyes out but what happens next makes her brain nearly short-circuit.

"He, let me go?" Her tear filled eyes watch him release her arm from his grasp. She stares at her blank wrist in disbelief. "What are you planning?" she asks, her voice shaking. The black seal on her wrist is no longer there. His gaze softens.

"You should leave quickly. I love my wife, but I also know how terrible she can be. I don't like what our group is doing, but my place is by her side. There actually hasn't been a punishment assigned for The black seal. The guillotine is nothing but Ryuko's failed attempt at dark Humor. One way or another, I have the same admin privileges as she does. so I removed your seal" He says with a sigh, his expression filled with a mix of regret and resignation. "Do yourself a favor and never try to take anyone's body parts again." He turns and walks away, leaving Misuzu on the ground. She watches him go, stunned by his words. She quickly rubs her eyes and grabs her wand again. She pointed it briefly at the direction Saeko went, before lowering it with a defeated look on her face. The first Necromancer to appear in this world, turns away from the battle, the skeletons fading away into the night as she walks away from the chaos. The skeletons disappear in green smoke all throughout the city, the thick fog following its new Lord away from the battlefield. Her eyes grow colder as she leaves.

"This isn't over Suguha Kirigaya. I'll be back, and when I do, you'll regret ever coming to this world!" Misuzu's voice echoed through the city as she stumbled away.

(Chapter 18: end)