by Erik Weir
Victor looked through the small tendrils of smoke as three women helped Lily to her feet. Gaze connecting, Victor rushed down the hall as Lily smiled. The Blade and Shield embraced each other as alarms flashed. The three women looked to the couple, small smiles appearing.
“What took you so long,” Lily whispered in his ear.
“Fighting an army is not as easy as it looks,” Victor smiled.
Weakness poured into the Blade as his legs shook. The influence from his constitution began to wane, the shock of being shot returning. Lily held the Blade as they both sank down to the floor. Red healing energy flowed from Lily’s hands into Victor’s body.
“What’s the escape plan,” Lily said as she pumped healing energy into her partner.
Victor smiled, “I…I didn’t think that far ahead.”
Warmth touched Victor’s senses as he looked to the three women in white gowns. “Who’re your friends?”
“Friends of Vala,” Lily smiled.
***
Wynn sat at the controls, consoles lighting up as she flipped switches. May and Ema sat as the forward controls, eyes looking out the thick windshield. Abby stood outside of the armored APC, a large metal box in her furry hands.
Wynn glanced to a small screen on her console, Lily’s face filling the screen as she talked to Victor. The fox woman let a small smile slip before she opened communications.
“All units, we are preparing to advance. Grab supplies and weapons from designated areas. Fox One will save the prisoners,” Wynn said out loud.
Lights blinked one by one, acknowledging the directive. The engine purred to life as Abby glanced up to the rectangular hole above the sublevel.
“Give Abby the signal,” Wynn said with authority.
May leaned to the window and waved to the orange cat woman. Abby nodded, putting the large metal cube down before the Armored Personnel Carrier. Bounding away as soon as it touched the ground, Ema hit a button on her console. The cube vibrated before it folded out and then folded out again. The metal sheets turned and spread out repeatedly. The side door opened and Abby stepped in, closing it behind her. The engine roared louder as the metal sheets continued to extend and grow. A shape formed, creating a ramp/wedge to the first level of the city. When the last plate slid into place, May pressed her clawed foot to the accelerator.
The APC growled to life as it charged up the ramp. Speed increasing, Wynn took hold of the weapon controls. Plasma cannons moved to forward positions as the APC charged up the ramp and went airborne. The armored vehicle was only a few feet off the ground, but all eyes looked out to the sea of sentries and enforcers filling the wet streets and walkways.
“Saving the day,” Wynn said simply as she switched off the safeties.
The APC landed with a thundering shake. Sentries and enforcers at the edge of the mob turned to see the several ton vehicle came barreling toward them. Cannons lowered and Wynn flexed her fingers before she pulled the triggers. The cannons spun for an instant before streams of plasma bolts fired out. Weapons turned on the APC just as the sentries were sliced in half. Enforcers turned their shoulder mounted cannons and opened fire.
May shouted with a defiant roar as she rammed the APC into the standing sentries and enforcers. Wynn turned the cannons, firing streams of plasma death. Metal bodies flashed and fell as more took their places. Thick armored wheels crushed sentries by the dozens. Wynn kept her smirk as two enforcers reached out with thick arms and crashed into the APC, slowing it down. The fox woman turned one cannon on each enforcer and pulled the triggers. Plasma blasted out, shredding their heads and chest before they fell away.
Abby stumbled to a control panel, “Air forces have launched. They will be here in eight minutes.”
“Let’s pick up our dates,” Wynn said as plasma cut down everything in the APC’s path.
The APC smashed and cut its way through the standing sentry army. May pulled hard on the wheel, the rear of the vehicle sliding out and smashing sentries to pieces. The APC skidded to a halt in front of the building, cannons cutting down sentries as they tried to advance.
Wynn touched a button on her control panel as the cannons continued to fire on the advancing army.
***
Victor and Lily stood up as the building shook again. The Blade felt better but he wasn’t at 100 percent yet. Glancing at his stat sheet, he noticed the timer by his strength, his twenty minutes almost up.
Victor Hobbs
Acolytes Unlocked- 10/77
Divine Orbs- 0
Spheres of Influence
Str (Gaia)- 2/4
Con (Nano)- 1/2
Int (Abyss)- 1/2
Will (Holy)- 2
Wis (Mind)- 2/3
Cha (Shadow)- 1/3
Swords
Iron Sword
Elemental Sword
Sphere Abilities/Powers
Mind
Speak/Read/Write Languages
Gaia
Increased Strength/Speed
Animal Tongues
Nano
Heightened Senses Upgrade
Shadow
Holy
Abyss
Impulse Control Touch
“We are going to have to fight our way down,” Victor said as the timer was winding down to less than two minutes.
“We can’t, not with them in tow,” Lily said as she glanced to the three prisoners.
“We can fight,” one of the women said with a hard brow.
Victor looked to them and sighed. “I took out two drones on the floor below. We can grab their pistols and rifles and fight our way down. It’s going to be hairy but…,” Victor stopped when a screen appeared on his vision and fox faced woman smiled.
“Sorry we’re late. Abby has taken control of the elevators. Get to one and come down to street level. Air support is on their way and we want to be long gone before they get here.”
Victor fought the urge to smile and lost, “I thought you didn’t want to get involved?”
Wynn nodded, “We didn’t, but since I figured we couldn’t stop you; we would use the situation.”
Victor shook his head, “Really? You used me?”
“We can talk about it after we rescue you. Get to the elevator, we’re waiting downstairs,” Wynn said before cutting communication.
“Who were you talking to,” Lily asked.
“Friends…I think. They took control of the elevators and we have to go, now!”
Victor led the way as everyone followed. The building shook again as the group ran down the corridor and entered the elevator lobby on the floor. Doors slid open as they piled in. Victor was last, stepping in and pushing the ‘Close Doors’ button in frantic taps.
Elevator music played as the doors closed and began to descend. Victor hummed along as Lily and the prisoners simply watched the numbers descend. The elevator groaned as the building shook again.
“Hold together,” Victor said as everyone else gave nervous glances.
The numbers in the display counted down until they reached one. The doors slid open and the thunderous vibrations of plasma cannons firing assaulted ears. Victor led the charge as Lily and the prisoners followed. Smoke and debris littered the area. Plasma bolts fired in all directions. The APC’s cannons were deafening as they kept back the main force.
The APC’s side door opened and Abby waved her arms to Victor and the others. The smell of burnt air blanketed the area, small fires rising up on the streets. Victor slowed down, strength leaving him. Waving Lily and the prisoners in, they stepped in one at a time. Victor’s arm wrapped around Lily’s shoulders as they stepped into the APC last, sliding the armored door behind them. The Blade looked up to Wynn sitting at the higher controls. The fox winked at him.
“Let’s go home,” Wynn ordered.
May pulled back on the wheel as Ema deployed the front plasma guns. They fired along with the cannons, cutting through the metal army. The APC lurched along, crushing destroyed sentry bodies before acce
lerating. May purred as she turned the wheel left and right, slamming and crushing anything that moved.
The APC reached the ramp and barreled down. Victor grabbed Lily and held her with one arm while grabbing onto a bar to steady himself. The warmth between them glowed as the APC hit the sublevel and kept moving.
“Everyone, when we reach the designated area, we need to empty this APC ASAP,” Wynn commanded.
Heads nodded as they all held on for dear life. The APC pushed on, moving with purpose. Thick pillars blurred by until May hit the brakes. The vehicle slid sideways until they stopped before a tunnel. The door slid open and everyone leapt out. Abby pointed to the tunnel. Victor, Lily and the prisoners followed. May and Ema were next with Wynn exiting the APC last. Echoes of APCs barreling down after them filled the area.
The fox woman was deep down the tunnel when she turned around. Lights and vibrations filled the area. Pressing a hidden switch at her belt, the fox woman blew a kiss to the APC. A second later, it exploded. The tunnel cracked and came down, Wynn rushing off as a puff of smoke followed her. As the dust settled, the tunnel had collapsed at one end, the group safely running away.
***
The large room was filled with bodies. The prisoners, Lily, and Victor sat with blankets over their shoulders and cups of hot cocoa in their hands. May, Ema, and Abby each brought out water bottles and placed them by each person. Wynn sat in her chair, reading information off her laptop screen. The mood was cozy, all things considered. Victor smiled to Lily and she smiled back before they took sips of cocoa.
Abby walked past, cat eyes on the man and succubus. “We only have that for celebrations. Consider it a rare treat,” Abby smiled wide.
Wynn closed the laptop and looked to the motley crew. “All in all, it was a success. We had coordinated teams hit supply and weapons depots. The other cells managed to gather a lot as we kept them busy. It’s a win for the resistance.”
Victor eyed the fox, “You could have told me you needed a distraction.”
Wynn sat forward, elbows on knees. “It wasn’t just a distraction. We had planned on saving the prisoners as well. There was a high level of security and we couldn’t accomplish the rescue without sacrificing someone to whittle down their defenses.”
“I guess I worked out better than you thought,” Victor said with an annoyed edge.
Wynn ignored him and looked to May as she stood by the prisoners.
“Is there anything else I can get you,” May asked.
One of the women shook their heads. “I think we are okay. Thank you.”
Lily looked to the woman, “Sorry, I never got your names.
The three former prisoners nodded.
“My name is Helen 0122,” the woman said.
“Leah 0199,” said the second one.
“Anita 0222,” said the last.
Wynn stood up and walked toward them. “We wish we could have reached you sooner. I know there were others.”
The three women nodded in sad agreement.
“Why were they prisoners in the first place,” Victor asked.
Wynn turned her head slightly toward the Blade, “In the last ten years, people are being born that are resisting the nano-shell implants. Those people were gathered up and examined. At first it was rare, but over the years more began to appear.”
Abby sat down, tail curled around her waist and sadness in her eyes. “Xull wants only consumers. If an implant is rejected then the mainframe assumes it cannot reconnect. They study the defects and then vaporize them so their genetics will not interfere with the populace.”
May sat by Abby, “But it’s not genetics, it’s something the mainframe will not consider.”
Victor sat straighter, “So, what is it then?”
“Religion,” Lily said plainly.
All heads and eyes turned to the succubus.
Lily looked to Wynn, “They are waking up to the spiritual side of the realms and their bodies are rejecting the cold logic of Xull. Everyone here is an acolyte of Vala.”
Wynn turned and crossed her arms. “The dreams have spurred many into action but Vala isn’t the only one vying for followers. I’ve managed to keep my ears to the network chatter and as far as I know, we are the only cell dedicated to the Goddess.”
Helen nodded. “We have had the dreams too. We have seen your faces,” the former prisoner looked to Wynn.
Wynn smiled toward Helen, “We will keep you all safe for as long as we can. To avoid detection, your DNA will have to be spliced and altered.”
“We don’t have a problem with that,” Leah smiled.
Wynn nodded before turning to Victor. “Can I see you privately? I owe you a talk.”
Victor nodded as he stood up, putting the blanket and cup of cocoa on the crate he was just on. Wynn turned and walked toward the door. Victor gave Lily a quick glance, the succubus nodding. The Blade turned and followed the fox woman into the corridor.
The pair made their way to another door. It slid open as Wynn stepped in. Victor followed, the door closing shut behind him. The quarters were warm with paintings on the walls, a large bed against the opposite wall and plush chairs all about. The lighting was low, casting long shadows throughout as Wynn stepped to the bed, her back still to Victor.
“I owe you an apology. I couldn’t do it in front of the others, it would damage morale,” Wynn said in a low voice.
“I doubt you could damage it. They seem strong enough to handle it.”
Wynn was still for a moment. “I know you’re new here, but we stand on the edge of a cliff. There has been chatter that Xull is improving its defenses every day. It is only a matter of time before they truly begin hunting us.”
Victor looked to the fox woman, “There are other realms. You can come with us, all of you.”
Wynn turned around and gave a sad smile, “I cannot abandon my duty. There are many others waking up from the digital fantasies, lost and scared. Our resistance cells are the only groups able to save them…if we can.”
“I’ll talk to the others, we can save them all,” Victor smiled.
Wynn’s smile brightened. “You’re an optimistic light in a time of darkness, Blade of Vala.”
The fox woman let a sultry edge touch her voice as a hand moved to the zipper on her chest and began to pull down. Deep cleavage appeared as the zipper traced down over her heavy breasts. When it reached her stomach, shoulders shrugged off the top of the body suit. The Blade watched, drinking in her hourglass form. White fur covered her breasts and stomach while red fur covered her arms and sides. Heavy breasts bounced freely as pink nipples pointed from a sea of white fur.
“We must all do our part for survival…and thank you for putting your life on the line despite me deceiving you,” Wynn said as she snaked her hips from the suit and it fell to her feet.
Victor stepped closer, heat filling the space between them. “Next time, just tell me the truth. I’m sure we could have come up with a better plan.”
Wynn stepped closer, both arms resting on Victor’s shoulders. “I’ll consider it.”
The fire between them burned bright. Blood flowed as Victor’s gaze grew hazy. Wynn smiled as she pulled her arms away and took hold of the Blade’s belt. Clothes were pulled and shrugged off. The Blade couldn’t help but compare the fox to furry porn he had seen on the internet. Despite his varied tastes, this one was becoming a reality he never imagined.
Fur brushed against bare flesh as Victor was free from the last of his clothes. Wynn stepped close, brushing her furry breasts against his chest as her hands took hold of each of his ass cheeks. The Blade felt his member stir before it rose on its own power. Rising up, the shaft touched fur and wetness.
“Punish me,” Wynn said in a sultry whisper.
Victor nodded before pushing the fox woman onto the large bed. Wynn smiled with wide eyes as Victor took hold of her knees, keeping her legs open. He admired her white fur at the apex between furry thighs. A pink line bloomed as wetness touched t
he fur around it. The Blade sank down as if in worship, admiring her body. Head dipping between warm, fuzzy thighs, his tongue snaked out and licked at her wet valley. A small gasp rose up from Wynn’s muzzle as hips moved, wanting more.
Victor could not turn away from the intoxicating scent. Lips touching her valley, his tongue stabbed in, licking and exploring the fox woman’s slit. Rising up as wetness spilled, the Blade licked at her pink folds and then eventually along her nub. The fox woman’s chest arched up and pleasure crawled along nerves. Victor found himself entranced, licking and slathering against her writhing hips. The more he licked and massaged her clit, the wetter she became. Wetness touched his cheeks and chin as he silently controlled her through his tongue.
Wynn gasped and moaned, body writhing to the Blade’s wicked touch. Eyes opening, she hissed out her pleasure as an orgasm grew. Nerves and eyes tightening, she moaned as her body betrayed her.
“It…has been so long…,” Wynn whispered before she let out a small whine.
Victor held her thighs open as he licked like a wild animal. Hips thrusting to his tongue, they moved with new power as nerves reached the breaking point. Wynn’s snout opened as she cried out and nerves flared. Inner explosions blasted her world with bliss as she moaned in heat. Victor tasted the change as she shuddered, a flood of wetness on the lower half of his face.
Wynn let out another whine as Victor stood up. The Blade took hold of the fox woman and flipped her onto her stomach. Hands roughly took hold of her hips, bringing them up. Wynn looked back with a sly smile as she knelt on all fours, bushy tail to the side. Wetness dripped from her slit as she arched her back, giving the Blade full access.
Victor smiled as he crawled onto the bed, his cock rock hard and throbbing. Taking hold of the shaft, he pressed the tip to her valley entrance. Wynn whined and shuddered as thick inches sank into her. The warm fur felt nice, Victor thought as he slowly spread her inner walls until he reached the hilt. Bending his upper body over hers, his arms encircled her body as he cupped her large breasts, fingers running over hard nipples. Wynn panted as Victor’s hips began to work, inches sliding in and out of her. She squeezed him as they continued the primal embrace.