“Thank you again.” Marcus bowed as Danielle left with her Fireburst. It was already the 10th of March, the rains have been coming down a week steady, and as agreed it put a large dent in his savings. 500,000 credits to be exact. The sound of cursing came echoing through the courtyard once Danielle left. Marcus knew the shouts of profanity belonged to another one of the tamers that were trying to challenge him for Rose.
Sonja laughed her ass off at the latest victim of her practical jokes. She'd played them every now and then before she was turned into a Wukong, but now it was nearly a compulsion to do so. Of course Marcus came up with the brilliant idea of turning her new found love of prank pulling on those that wouldn't take 'No' for an answer. She easily moved through the branches of the tree above the man holding onto his family jewels. All she had to do now was go and find Marcus. When she found him he was being dragged into the court yard by his mother.
Marcus climbed part of the way up the tree trunk. When he was far enough off the ground Marcus wrapped his legs around the trunk of the tree and locked his ankles together. “How many?”
“Fifteen reps of 100.” Kyuri untied a rope that was anchored to the ground. From the branches two buckets dropped down, filled with rain water. She picked up two small bowls and handed them to Marcus. “If you're able to completely empty them before you finish then you can call it quits. You fall and you start all over again.”
Marcus took the small bowls and started emptying the buckets. Each time he scooped water out of the buckets he hung upside down to empty them, only to sit up and refill them.
Sonja stood next to Marcus for a while, just watching him as he did his work out. She walked away giggling as she saw him pour out part of the bucket.
“We've been waiting for you.” Shanti had Anahi and Rose already lined up before her. “As Alpha you're supposed to be setting a good example. Not doin' what ever it is you feel like doin'.” Shanti couldn't wait until Marcus appointed her the new Alpha. She'd be a much better choice than the Airhead that was currently filling the position.
“Relax. I was just making sure that Rose stayed in the harem for one more day.” Sonja took her place next to Rose. “Unless you want your harem sister to be taken away from us.”
'Of course I do. I don't know any of you yet and I'd be able to spend more time with Master Marcus.' “Of course not. I wouldn't want anyone to leave.” What Shanti was thinking and what actually came out of her mouth were two completely different thoughts. “Anyways, you're supposed to be learning spells before you go off and get our Master killed.” Shanti began breaking down basic spells for them. Anahi was picking it up easily, even if her power wasn't that impressive. Rose was having a slightly better time, and she was already able to Teleport. Shanti had witnessed that the first time she was flying in a storm. Just as she was about to smack into a tree Rose had teleported out of the way and ended up crashing in on her and Marcus. Rose got the hang of it after Marcus had messaged someone named Lee for advice. Sonja, on the other hand, was showing almost no progress when it came to magic. It was almost as if the Wukong wasn't even trying. She was able to control the length of her staff with no problem, but that was one of the breed's specialties.
“Hey, check it out Loves. I just might be able to play with everyone once again.” Rose whispered the spell, and a small vine started sprouting up from the ground. It thrashed around harmlessly for a while before withering away, but she had managed to keep it sustained for longer today.
Sonja yawned as she tried another incantation. There wasn't any real point to learning spells. She was much more comfortable using her own four limbs. She began spinning her staff around in front of her. The air around her was beginning to grow warmer, and soon the ends of her staff had burst into flames. “Holy Shit!” Sonja was startled enough that she threw the staff away from her. It rolled out underneath the roof and into the rain, the flames dying down into nothing. “Did you see that?”
“Yeah. You finally get a spell to work and you blow it.” Shanti rubbed her temples in irritation. “Go on, go and get it.”
“No need.” Sonja just opened her hand and there the staff was, laying across her palm. It wasn't any bigger than a tooth pick, so she stick it behind her ear. “See. Already here.”
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Jira ducked below the wave of flames. She might have already evolved into a Combusticunt, but there was no way she was going to be able to withstand the flames from the Fire Maiden. Jira twisted her new body, rolling vertically she brought her left leg over and down. She intended to smash through the Fire Maiden's guard, but all she accomplished was banging her shin against the forearm of Zetta. “Damn it, I thought that would work.” Jira rolled when she hit the ground, bringing herself back to her feet.
“Don't try to rely solely on physical strength. Right now you're no longer a fighting type, you're pure Fire.” Even though she said that, Zetta was gonna have to have the dent in her forearm guard buffed out. “Use your fire attacks as well, and you'll be all the more damaging.” Zetta used a simple straight punch. A large stream of flame erupted from her fist.
Jira ducked and rolled below the flame. She came up preparing for another attack, but the Fire Maiden simply walked back to her master. “Thanks for the practice.”
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Danika twisted to the side to get a better look at her new wings. She wasn't the only one that had evolved during the week. Jira had evolved into a Combusticunt, and she had just evolved twice. Marcus had asked her to wait a while before using the Dusk Stone to evolve into a Nidogg, but the thrill of flight was just to tempting to pass up. She giggled happily as her body lifted off the ground, despite her wings remaining spread and motionless. She turned around quickly when she heard the bedroom door opening. “Sh-Shanti. I thought you were supposed to be teaching the magic lessons right now?” Danika swallowed nervously as the Dark Elf walked over.
“I was, but Sonja was giving me a headache.” Shanti walked over and grabbed hold of the velvet bag that Danika was holding. “If you can ignore Master's orders and evolve yourself, then so can I.”
Danika panicked. There was a sever difference in what they were talking about. She hadn't been all that useful to the Harem nor Marcus. She was simply the cook and was always relying on the other girls to pull her out of a tight spot. Shanti wanted to evolve into a Dark Lady just for the power. Before she could stop Shanti from reaching into the bag the Dark Elf began glowing.
“What the fuck?” Shanti looked over her new body. Instead of feeling the copious amounts of arcane power surging through her like she should have, she instead felt only slightly stronger than she previously did. She pushed Danika away, staring in shock at herself in the mirror. Her skin had lightened up incredibly. Her once midnight black skin was now a darkened honey color, much the same as Marcus's. Her hair was what shocked her the most. Her hair was now a rich, dark violet in color. “I'm not a Dark Lady.”
“Nope. It looks like you touched a Mana Crystal.” Danika sighed in relief. Having a Dark Lady in the harem that wanted to be a Dark Lady would have made everyone nervous and on edge. Not to mention that the attitudes that the breed was famous for. It would have been like having a pissed off version of Breanna back. And no one liked the bitchy Hyperdoll. “So what're we gonna do?”
“About what?” Shanti turned around to see that there was now a large thing growing from her back. “What the hell is this?”
“That's your ass,” Danika sighed. “And I was talking about us evolving. Master Marcus didn't want us to evolve.”
“It's a little late for that now.” Shanti shivered as brought her hand across her breasts. Her skin was much more sensitive now than what they had been. The thin fabric of her shirt rubbing up against her nipples was enough to start fanning the growing fire between her legs. 'Now this could be fun,' Shanti smiled as she walked out of the room, tossing the lightened bag of stones on the bed.
“Well, this is gonna be a fun lunch.” Danika gently touched back down. She hung and shook her head as she slithered out of the room, her new wings folded around her chest once again.
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Haleigh let out a small hiss as she thrust the spear forward. She had been repeating the same motion for over two days, and Amy was still refusing to let her move on. “You gotta,” thrust, “get the basics,” thrust, “down first,” thrust. Haeigh let out a small frustrated scream when she failed to pull out the spear from her target. Her target was the same thing that the girls practicing their Spear-Hand Technique was using, a collection of tightly bound stalks of bamboo reeds. It wouldn't be a problem if she was using a regular spear, but no. The Gladiatrix just had to give her a spear that didn't have just a straight tip coming out of it, but a small blade jutting out of the sides as well. Haleigh wiggled the spear free. She thrust again, only this time her spear never made it to the target. A long rod had slammed her spear point down to the ground. She followed the pole to the other side of the room. “What do you want Sonja?”
Sonja grinned. She'd been getting better at controlling how fast and how accurately she could control the size of her staff. “Come on, it's time for lunch.” She shrank the staff down to the size of a cane. Leaning on it she scratched her head, “Unless you'd rather practice right on through it again?”
“Hell no.” Haleigh had accidentally skipped lunch the previous day. Normally it wouldn't have been a problem, but that egotistical Sayjin had refused to let her get anything to eat. She'd only managed to get lunch after Sonja and Marcus managed to nick some food for her afterward. She ran to the door, placing the spear in it's resting spot.
“Any idea of what's for lunch?” Sonja asked as she held onto the staff, letting it click along the mud covered pathway.
“Not a clue. But I doubt it's gonna be anything fancy.” Haleigh never thought that she'd miss the taste of salt and pepper and other seasonings so much. What she wouldn't do for a large hamburger smothered with onions, pickles, and other condiments. Because of Amy's weakness to spices, the entire time they'd been at the Dojo lunches had included nothing but the bare necessities. There wasn't any spice or seasoning to any of the dishes, and there wasn't that much either.
“I swear, I don't care what it takes, but I'm gonna get Marcus to take us all out to eat.” Sonja grumbled at the thought of another meal of gruel. It probably wouldn't be that bad if there was some actual taste to it. Instead it was just some lightly, and she meant lightly, salted meats, some fruit, a couple of veggies, and what ever else was the basic necessities of life.
“Why'd she have to be a Gladatrix? Why couldn't she be an Iron Chef?” Haleigh kicked a stone out from beneath her foot before stepping down. “An Iron Chef would kick ass.”
“Sorry for having a sensitive pallet.”
Haleigh and Sonja had whirled around to see a rather depressed looking Amy. The Gladiatrix didn't say anything else as she pushed by them and headed into the main house. Sonja looked over to the Dracona and sighed. “We're screwed.”
“And not in a good way.” Haleigh nodded in agreement, of all the times the Gladiatrix showed up, it just had to have been now.
“Look, I told you, I ain't doin' it! I got my own plans.” Marcus tossed the potato back and forth between his hands to help cool it.
“And I'm tellin' you that you're the only choice.” Timothy pushed again as his son took a large bite out of the steaming spud. “Joshua's running around only the Thousand's know where. Chisha's not able to, and we're out of kids. You're the one that's gonna take over the Dojo, so just accept it.”
“I'm tellin' you, old man, that I ain't doin' it.” Marcus reached across the table for the salt. Other than the pepper it was the only seasoning in the house. The meat was tough and dried, making it taste more like flavorless jerky than anything. The only saving grace was the wide assortments of fruits and vegetables that were spread out on the table. Amy couldn't have most of it, but she was able to enjoy the blander fruits like apples. “What the hell's goin' on with you two?” Marcus ignored his bitching father when Danika and Shanti came to the table. Neither one looked the same as when he last saw them, which meant one of two things.
“We, um. We evolved.” Danika sheepishly hung her head. Shanti was going around acting like it wasn't anything to get upset over.
“So you two went against my orders and went ahead and evolved yourselves with my stones?” Marcus arched his eyebrow.
“Oh stop bein' so melodramatic. You know you were gonna evolve them anyways.” Sonja slapped Marcus on the back lightly. It was still enough to cause her tamer to rock forward, but this time there wouldn't be any bruises.
“Can you let me, just once, mess with my harem?” Marcus grinned. He tossed a steaming spud to Danika. She caught it fairly easily, her nails spearing right through the tender flesh.
“Nope. Sorry. You don't get to do that as your job as our Master. That's the Alpha's responsibility.” Sonja used her pole as a thin spear. The staff stayed thin, but she extended it quickly. The end speared through a loaf of bread. She retracted it slowly, sliding the loaf off once it got back to her. “Bite?”
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“Marcus.”
“Jira.”
“Why are we doing this again?”
“Because if we don't then we'd have to join the rest of them for over six hours of drills. And honestly, this doesn't bother me as much.”
“If you wanna bitch, you can always do it like I'm bein' forced to.”
Jira sighed as she tried to look around. From her limited visibility she was able to see just Sonja and Sasha. Marcus was behind her, but she could still feel him there. The four of them were outside in the rain, a fact that none of them liked, standing on on leg. Their other leg was currently being held up in the air, a large clay pot attached to their ankle by a length of chain. Not only were the pots half way full of iron sand, but with the rain coming down the pots were just getting heavier and heavier by the second. The stronger girls had additional weight tied to their legs. Sonja had it worse. Not only was she being forced to do everything that they were, but instead of the chain being draped around her foot, she was being forced to hold onto it by her hand like feet. “Do we really have to hold this for an hour?”
“No. You can stop if you want, but if you're caught then you'll just have to do double.” Marcus had lost track of how many times he had been force to redo his training for skipping. “So yeah, you can just go on and do that if you want.”
“Never mind.” Jira shifted ever so slightly, re adjusting the angle of her leg.
Timothy walked between his son and some of his boy's harem. “You're sure you won't take over the Dojo?”
“For the last fuckin' time old man. I ain't doin' it.” Marcus huffed as a weight was added to the tip of his tail.
“Then at least I'll have fun passing on the style to you.” Timothy grinned as he walked over to the clock. They weren't supposed to move until the clock chimed 2. Timothy smirked as he pushed the hour hand back until it read 12:45. “Have fun.
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Shanti sang as she weaved the pouch. Ever since last week when she evolved, her head had been swimming with ideas of what to make. Strange things that she'd never once thought about, and she instantly knew how to make them and what to make them out of. Like the pouch she was making. It'd act like a PokéPack, without all of the electronics. Shanti stopped for just a second, stretching out her fingers and yawning. 'Once I get this done, even they won't be able to say I'm useless in a fight,' Shanti grumbled as she thought about her Master's mothers. The three of them all refused to accept the idea that there was more to fighting than simply beating down each other with fists or weapons. “Babies know nothing about war.” Shanti had to admit that Amy seemed to have a better understanding of tactics, but she was just a novice.
“What're you up to,” Sasha winced, “in here?” The training regiments had been rough. From the time they woke up until lunch was conditioning, and then the rest of the day was pretty much dedicated to running through drills and forms. Sasha's life was considerably easier nowadays. Shanti had been casting a spell around her that altered the appearance of her fur. Anyone who didn't know what she really looked like assumed that she was a rather large titted and muscular looking Cheetit. A scan would reveal that she was just a plain ol' Jugguar. She would have used fur-dye, but the chemicals irritated her skin to much.
“Just making this pouch. I need something to store all of these potions in.” Shanti used her head to indicate behind her. A large box held numerous small vials of different colored potions.
“I hope you don't expect me to separate 'em,” Sasha leaned down and picked up a vial containing a dark red liquid. “Uhh... this isn't...”
“Don't worry about it. It's not blood,” Shanti rolled her eyes at the thought. She didn't expect the Jugguar to know about those girls, but then again she really didn't care. “So, what's Marcus up to now?”
“Hell if I know. His father took him away and I haven't seen him since.” Shasha placed the small glass vial back in the box and stretched. “Well, it's almost time to continue. Don't blow the place up.”
“It was one time.” Shanti shouted as she went back to the weaving. 'Honestly. You make one little mistake and blow up the stove in the kitchen. It's not like anyone was hurt.'
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Sasha rolled to the side as a massive knee came flying out of nowhere. “You're not that slick,” Sasha turned as she faced Anahi's battle form. It was amazing at what Shanti could create. In just a few days she was able to buy a decent ring from a jewler's, melt it down, and recast it with an enchantment on it. Anahi was still large, but no longer was she the hulking beast of a pokégirl she once was. Anahi was barely a head taller than she was now.
“You know, this would be a bit more fun if we used our attacks.” Anahi didn't know why, but she was a lot more talkative nowadays.
“Don't I know it. But you heard what Master Marcus's mothers said,” Sasha scrunched up her eyes to try and mimic the same facial tweaks like Natalie, “'You can't always rely on your special powers.'” Sasha shook her head. It was no wonder Marcus did whatever he wanted now. If she was forced to live his life she'd been avoiding her parents as well. Sasha grinned. The air crackled around her as bright sparks began jumping around her fist. She reached back and struck out, intending on hitting the shrunken Wolf Queen with the Thunder Punch. The punch hit nothing but air as Anahi ducked underneath it. Sasha was sent crashing into the far wall as Anahi came up with a Magic Fist uppercut.
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“This is the last fuckin' time I'm callin'. If I don't see those Goddamned stones by next month, I'm comin' out there and suing your asses for all I can get.” Marcus slammed the receiver down on the vid-com. He had ordered the stones last month, because Shanti had requested them, and they were still missing. Marcus checked the calender, it was already the twenty-second of April. He'd placed the order for the Mana Crystals at the end of February, a month ago, and the company said that the stones were already shipped out.
“O-ohh Ma-ar-cus...” Someone's voice drifted in through the hall coming up to his room. Marcus panicked, he knew full well who the owner of the voice was. Marcus virtually leaped over the beds before rolling under them. He watched as a pair of feet walked across the room once the door opened. There wasn't any mistaking the feet. They belonged to a girl that had been dogging him since she first showed up on the first. The Minotaura sat down on his bed, directly over him, and spread her legs. While he couldn't tell what she was doing, he could take a pretty accurate shot in the dark. That is, as long as the soft moans and heavy breathing were any indication of what was going on.
Marcus didn't know how long he was underneath the bed, but he was sure that the Minotaura was gonna end up with finger cramps if it kept going for much longer. Most of the Dojo was closed due to a heavy storm, so it was really just him, the harem, and the parentals. There were a few odd girls that still came, like the one pleasuring herself right above his head, despite the storm, but the classes were pretty much closed for the day.
“YOU FUCKIN' TRAMP!” Shanti's voice exploded into the room. Marcus turned his head to see her feet standing at the door way just as there was a bright flash of light. The bed above him shook as the magic spell knocked the Minotaura clear off the mattress. “WHAT IN THE FUCKIN' HELL ARE YOU DOIN' ON OUR BED!”
Marcus watched as the Minotaura picked herself up. “What did it look like I was doin'? I was gettin' myself off while fantasizing about your Master plowing deep into me.” Even though she was knocked to the ground she was to focused on the Enchantress that had knocked her off the bed and onto her ass.
“WHY IN THE FUCKIN' HELL ARE YOU DOIN' THAT ON OUR BED!” Marcus was able to see a soft purple glow from Shanti's direction. What ever the answer was, she didn't wait for it. Shanti muttered something that was just a foreign jumbled mess to him, and the room filled with a bright purple flash.
Marcus looked around to where he had last seen the bottom half of the Minotaura. Despite his best efforts she wasn't anywhere to be found, which was worrying him. He rolled out form underneath the bed, to the gasping astonishment of Shanti.
“You were here the whole time? Why didn't you say anything while that bitch defiled our bed?”
“Because she was on my brother's mattress, not mine.” Marcus looked around the room. As he thought, he and Shanti were the only two in the room, but he could hear people stampeding closer. “So, where,” Rose had teleported in in the middle of his question, “did she go?”
“Where'd who go?” Rose looked around curiously.
“That trampy-bovine. She was here, in the room, diddlin' herself on the bed while Marcus was hiding underneath the mattresses.” Shanti flipped her hair out of her way with a hand. “I sent her to a more suitable place.”
“And where, exactly, would that happen to be?” Marcus asked as he crossed his arms.
“Oh, some place she can be her usual self without disturbing us.” Shanti tried to smile sweetly as the rest of the occupants of the house reached the door way. She filled in everyone on what had happened. Marcus's family moved on, the harem staying put. “Oh, that's right. Master, I want you to try something for me.”
Marcus raised an eyebrow, “What is it?” The last time he had been the Guinea Pig for one of Shanti's potions he'd ended up spewing flames from both ends. He caught the small vial of pink liquid as it was thrown to him.
“Try that.” Shanti looked positively excited.
“You still ain't told me what it is, or what it does.” Marcus held it to the light. He thought he saw what looked to be small bubbles in the shapes of hearts when the lightning flashed.
“It's something that'll make taming us more enjoyable.” Shanti grinned.
Marcus looked around the room. He gulped as he saw a predatory gleam in the eyes of everyone present. “I'm not gettin' much of a choice here, am I?”
Sonja used her staff to pole vault over the larger girls blocking her way. She landed softly next to Marcus, her tail taking the vial from his hands. She popped the cork and smiled. “Sorry Master, but it's important for you to keep supporting your harem and trying new things.” She stepped down on his foot. When he opened his mouth in pain she shoved the mouth of the vial into his mouth and tipped it up.
Marcus nearly gagged as the liquid suddenly rushed down his throat. He sputtered when the vial was finally drained dry. “God, you tryin' to kill me?” Marcus suddenly became aware that his body felt like it was on fire. “What the fuck is this?”
“It's just a fetish potion.” Shanti said as she slid the door shut behind them.
Sasha didn't know what to do. Marcus was beginning to groan. She glanced at Shanti when their Master doubled over and clutched at his stomach. “What's goin' on?” Sasha took a step back as steam began rising from Marcus's body. She gasped, along with everyone else in the harem, when their Master seemed to fade in and out of existence.
“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!” Sonja leaped across and pushed Shanti up against the wall, her staff across the Enchantress's throat.
“Ju-” the staff across her throat gagged shut the rest of her reply.
“Let her go Sonja.”
“Let her go Sonja.”
Sonja turned around when she heard a chorus of Marcus's voice. Her eyes nearly fell out of her head when she saw nearly two dozen versions of her Master. “What the fuck's goin' on here?”
“The potion's just something I whipped up for special occasions.” Shanti rubbed her throat. Everyone was way to excitable. “I told you, it was just a fetish potion. Have you ever been gang raped?” She smiled as a sea of heads shook 'No'. “Then get ready for an experience that you'll never forget.”
Kyuri let out an exaggerated sigh for the tenth time that day. Ever since that incident this morning with her son's harem, there'd been non-stop noises drifting through her home. “What is that boy doing?” Kyuri stomped off towards her son's bedroom. When she got closer even she could smell the heavy taming in the air. 'Am I really gonna peak at my son's harem taming themselves?' Kyuri battled with the idea. 'A quick peek can't hurt. And if Marcus is in there then I'll just slip away quietly, other wise, those weaklings are going to end up with a 34 hour drilling session,' Kyuri gritted her teeth as she slowly slid open the door a ways. She peeked in, and stumbled back at what she had seen. Her son was there, but there were to many of him. Every girl was filled to the brim by her son. All at the same time. She crept back up to the door, taking another peek just to verify what she had seen. When it was confirmed she slid the door shut and ran off, determined to never speak of the incident again.
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Danika paced back and forth between the yards. It was already more than she could stand being cooped up in the same house for some reason. Since she evolved she was getting cabin fever, and the daily flights she was taking ended up becoming longer and longer and longer still. She was startled when Marcus came blasting threw the doorway. “What's goin' on?”
“You know how you were wantin' to get the hell up out of here?” Marcus paused while Nidogg nodded vigorously. “Well get yer bags preped, we're goin' on a road trip.” Marcus gagged as he was wrapped up in a full bodied hug. He was released just as suddenly as Danika slithered off to get prepared. Marcus began his own preparations, which involved simply rounding up the harem. He was sick of Beau-Volutions. He'd rather deal with Dexter and his eccentricities than deal with another up and coming Evolution Stone dealership.
Marcus rounded the corner of the dojo and whistled to the trio of girls inside. “Pack up, we're heading out for a while.” Anahi, Rose, and Jira were practicing together. Jira had come a long way in just three months. She might have changed breeds, but she still had the personality of a Tigress. The change in species did nothing to stop her from being the battle junkie he was growing to love, and that had driven her to evolve into a Blazicunt from a Torch Chick in just three months. Marcus found Haleigh, Sonja, and Sasha sparing in another section of the Dojo. He told them what was happening and they also broke to get ready.
“So you're running away?”
“It's not runnin' away if I; A) Plan ta come back, and B) Am only going to take care of some fuckin' buisness. Company thinks they can fuck me over on our deal. Shouldn't take that long.” Marcus walked past his mother, stopping only when she grabbed hold of his tail.
“How are you getting there?”
“Danika and Rose. Danika's takin' me to the 'Center where I'll send Rose over to teleport back and get me.” Marcus held a straight face as he lied right to his mother's face.
“Okay, just be careful.”
Marcus was weird-ed out hearing his mother express concern. It just wasn't her. Marcus tracked down Shanti and told her the plan. She, unsurprisingly, was one of the first ready to go. Marcus met everyone out in the yard. He recalled everyone but Danika, nodding when the Nidogg gave him a hopeful look. “Alright, but try not to get me electrocuted.” Marcus climbed aboard Danika's back. He sat in the small of her back, her winds over lapping his legs. Without anything to hold onto, Marcus wrapped both his legs and tail around Danika's body. “Okay. Lift off!”
Danika gave a loud shout of excitement that was drowned out by the rolling thunder crashes as she took to the air. She could feel Marcus grabbing tighter with his legs and tail, and that simply spurred her on. The rain was pelting the two of them, but that wasn't going to be a problem much longer.
Marcus did his best to keep himself flat against Danika's back without interfering with the rhythm of her wing beats. His clothes were already drenched and he was soaked to the bones. “Come on,” Marcus whispered. They were already climbing steeply, the tallest building in Woods was already way below them. Marcus kept his eyes turned towards the sky as Danika climbed. The flashes of lightning were blinding, and the crashing thunder threatening to deafen him with every chorus of rumbles.
Despite the fact that he was completely soaked to the bone, Marcus couldn't help but marvel at the sight around him. Large, blackened, thunderclouds billowed around him. Flashes of bright light illuminated mystic and bizarre shapes. His own thoughts were drowned out as the thunder clashed around his ears. “You do this all day?”
“Every chance I get,” Danika roared over the clash of lightning and thunder. She smiled inwardly at her master's pleased reaction to the dark beauty of the furious storm. Despite the winds and rain, Danika thought that they made pretty good time. There was only one incident that threatened their life, and that was when Marcus had fallen off of her back. There wasn't any problems, she was able to catch him easily in the coils of her tail. She veered North when she was told to. They were out of the storm now, and the sound of the wind rushin' across them was a relaxing.
“There she is. Cameltoe. D, take us down.” Marcus pointed at the large town beneath them. As they got closer the entire city got larger. Danika took them down towards one of the PokéCenters. Landing was smooth as silk, and Marcus was happy to jump off. He was reaching for the door when his pokédex started vibrating. He grabbed the vibrating devise and answered the call from home. “Ye-ah, what is it?”
“You know those stones? Guess what, they just arrived.”
Marcus hung up the call with a pissed off look on his face. “Hey, what's wrong?” Danika didnt' know what the problem was. One minute Marcus seemed about ready to have her and the rest of the harem go berserk on the people who lost the order, and now he looked like he was about to go all Widow Slayer on whoever called. “Who was that?”
“That was Nat. She just called to let me know that those stones showed up.” Marcus was begging to wonder if one of the Gods were laughing at him from some place. Rather than spending the rest of the night traveling back to Woods he opted for spending the night at the Center. Marcus was enjoying some free time with Shanti when he over heard something about the Gym in the town. Grinning Marcus had Shanti follow him back to the room for a war meeting.
“I hope this works.” Jira said as she stretched. The morning rays of light were a lot more brutal than she remembered, but waking up to a sunny morning was a welcomed break from the past three months of darkness, gray, and gloom she was beginning to get use to.
“Why not? You're a Fire-type, so it should be fine. The other's have learned magic, and Anahi's been learning magic as well as havin' that tattoo.” Marcus stretched as he stood naked in the sunlight. “You know, this Recovery gift is a blessing, and a curse.”
“I don't see how it's a curse. You spent all night pleasuring your harem.” Jira jibbed as she ran a sharp nail softly down Marcus's spine.
“Yeah, I'm gonna end up lookin' like a Bandame in the middle of the desert.” Marcus twisted his back, popping it with great relief. “So, let's go see if we can't win ourselves a badge.” Marcus grinned as he quickly got dressed.
Finding the gym was easier than he thought it was gonna be. There were road signs that practically paved the path to the gym. When Marcus arrived the only thing he could do was whistle. The Gym wasn't anything like the thought it would be. The building looked to be made completely of glass and steel frames. Marcus was guessing that it was somehow magically reinforced, but the structure was impressive. Large green topped trees billowed beneath the shimmering glass, and Marcus could have sworn he saw someone inside amongst the trees. “Damn. Suddenly, I feel right at home.”
“This would be the perfect place for a nap.” Jira muttered to herself as she walked in through the doors behind Marcus. 'Of course, it'd be the perfect place for a few other things as well.' She followed Marcus to the reception counter, which was actually inside the hallow base of one of the large trees. “We'd like to challenge the Gym Leader today if it's possible.”
The Elf looked up to see the short tamer with the taller Blazicunt. 'Great, more fire damage for me to take care of. She burns so much as a bush outside of the arena and I'll toss the entire lot of them out,' “Then please sign here. You may also list the type of gym match you'd like to participate in.” She forced a smile as the Tamer bent down slightly to sign his name and select a match. “Thank you very much. If you'd please follow the path to your left you will be able to begin your match within the hour.” She leaned over the desk as the tamer walked off. “And please, keep off the grass.”
Marcus rocked his head from side to side as he waited. He'd already been waiting for more than fifteen minutes, and he was already about to die of boredom. “Well, I'm gonna go look around.”
“Come on, you know that you're not supposed to be goin' around and walkin' on the grass.” Jira said as she stood up. She'd been bent over, stretching her legs before the upcoming match.
“Who said I'm gonna be on the grass?” Marcus grinned as he released Sonja. “Come on, let's go climbin'.” Marcus smiled as he grabbed hold of the top of Sonja's staff. He held on tightly with one hand as the weapon began to extend upwards. He hopped off onto a branch of one of the trees that hung over head. He barely waited a moment before Sonja was standing next to him on the branch. He recalled Jira. Ever since she was changed she had a hard time getting around through the treetops as well as she once was able to.
Sonja laughed loudly as she leaped and ran through the tree tops with Marcus. Since the rainy season had come it had been hard for them to take their daily constitutionals. “This is funner than the rooftops.” Sonja yelped as she swung effortlessly across a large branch. She took a second to glance backwards, which was easily cleared by Marcus.
“Hell. You've got that right. I haven't done this since I was a kid.” Marcus stopped laughing as he leaped over a vine. “Where the fuck that come from?” Marcus hung by one hand on a branch. Sonja had stopped as well, doubling back to stand right over him.
“I don't know, but we need to get back in case it-” Sonja never got the chance to finish. The tree itself seemed to come to life. It's boughs groaning as it threw the two invaders onto the ground. She rolled out of the way as a tree limb came crashing down. She panicked, looking back to see that Marcus was still alright.
“Hey! Who ever's controlin' the tree! Cut it out!” Marcus shouted. He didn't even get a chance to react before he was captured by numerous roots erupting from beneath him. “Okay! I'm caught now!”
“You should have listened to the Elven receptionist. You were warned to stay off the grass.”
The voice came from nowhere. Marcus ordered Sonja to calm down. The Wukong had been frantically trying to break him free of his bindings. “Technically, we weren't on the grass. We never touched a single bald until you decided to attack us with an oak tree.”
“That doesn't matter. Now state your business here.”
“Gym match. Got bored waitin' around.” Sonja shouted. She pointed her staff at the girl that seemed to emerge from the forest itself without so much as a sound. “Now release my Master!”
“Next time. It would behove you to heed any warnings you receive while in our Gym.” The girl said. Without so much as waving her hand the roots entrapping Marcus released him.
“Good to know. So, am I still on for my match?” Marcus rolled his shoulders.
“Follow me if you will.”
Marcus and Sonja both followed the girl through the trees. They must have been running pretty far, it was quite a bit before they reached the arena. Although, arena might have been a bit to much for it. The field was nothing more than an open section of field with a few flowers here and there. “So, this is it?”
“Yes it is.”
Marcus turned around to see a woman dressed in a flowing green gown. Her hair was lightly decorated with a few flowers that seemed right at home in her brown hair. “Goodie. Can we get started? I'm supposed to be trainin' with my parents. Don't ask it's a long story.”
“Very well. You signed up for the extended match correct? The best three out of five?”
“That I did.” Marcus patted Sonja on the shoulder. “And it just so happens that Sonja here's first up at bat.” Marcus waited for the woman to walk across and take the empty spot on the opposite side of the field. Marcus spied a referee take refuge on the adjacent side of the field.
“This match is between the Gym Leader, Fiona Acer, and the Challener, Marcus Waters.” Marcus pulled out his dex to get a recording for latter. “Both participants, release your first girl now!”
“Oh, this ought to be fun.” Marcus grinned. Fiona had released a girl named Lilly, and it was the perfect match for Sonja. “A Babeoon.”
Sonja grinned as she stepped out to face the fellow simian girl. When the referee shouted for the match to begin Sonja simply smiled as the Babeoon came running towards her on all fours. She bent over backwards when Lilly leaped at her face. Thinking about what she would have done if was her attacking, Sonja twisted her body and rolled out of the way. She stood back up as the Babeoon tried to nail her with another kick. Sonja laughed as she realized that she was to quick and agile for the poor flower monkey. She knew what was coming when the girl slapped both hands down on the ground.
Marcus couldn't help but laugh as he saw the battle between the two simians. With Sonja's reaction time being almost as fast as what it was when she was a 'kapoeraa, it'd take another Wukong or Herokapoeraa to match her. Marcus did feel a singular chill sweep across his spine when the ground erupted with either Lance or Wood Tower. The area between them was over run by numerous wooden poles. He could barely make out the shadowed figures as the two girls fought, though their movements were easily seen through the shaking of poles.
Sonja grabbed hold of a pole with both feet and her tail. She had put her staff up behind her ear, and was moving through the bamboo thicket as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She grabbed hold of another bamboo stalk and pulled herself out of the way when Lilly attempted to land another kick. She plucked a few hairs from her head. Whispering a spell she blew on them. As the hairs floated down they created a dozen copies of herself. “Come on, can you find the right one?” The copies all talked in unison.
Lilly was growing furious. She'd tried everything from close range to long range attacks, and nothing was hitting. No matter what she did the damned Wukong was always one step ahead. And now there were multiple copies of her running around everywhere. She brought her hands up when a Wukong in front of her jabbed at her with her staff. Lilly was knocked forward from a blow to the back of her head. She rolled up, turning around to try to defend herself, but another blow came from the side and struck her in her knees.
Marcus heard several things in the thicket. The sounds of someone getting pissed off, and the nonstop laughter of what seemed like a dozen girls. 'Oh great, she's usin' that ability again,' Marcus thought back to when Sonja had first mastered the ability to create semi solid illusions of herself. True, they couldn't hurt anyone, but they were hella useful when it came to distracting an opponent. He smiled proudly when Sonja came strolling out of the thicket, Lilly draped over her shoulder.
“This round goes to the Challenger Marcus and his Wukong, Sonja!”
Marcus gave Sonja a pat on the ass as she returned to their side of the arena. “Good goin'.” He tilted his head to the side as she leaned down and gave him a quick kiss. Since there wasn't any rules against it, he allowed her to stay out of her ball for the time being. “So, who do you think I should pick next?”
“Why not Anahi? You know that you're pretty much guaranteed a win with her.” Sonja shrank her staff down and tucked it away behind her ear.
Marcus twirled his tail around Sonja's. “True, but I don't think she needs the experience. Haleigh.” Marcus pulled his Dracona's ball from his belt. The released the occupant just as Fiona was releasing her own girl. “Ohh, this is just to good.” Marcus listened as the referee announced the combatants, Fiona's Rosebreasts against Haleigh. Marcus figured that this should be a good match. Haleigh should have the advantage, but the Rosebreast had the experience.
Haleigh stretched before bringing the point of the spear down. She took a wide stance, her tail lashing behind her slightly. Instinctively she flexed her wings, getting the nervous jitters out before they occurred at a more crucial time.
“Haleigh, look out. You might have the type advantage, but she's a hell of a lot more experienced than you are,” Marcus shouted out. He could see Sonja nodding beside him.
“Just remember everything I taught you.” Sonja called out. She stuck her tongue out when she got a warning from the referee. Apparently the Tamer was the only one able to give out vocal commands in the match.
'Great, and just how does knowin' the best way to set up a tripwire supposed to help me?' Haleigh took a deep breath as the Rosebreast turned on her side, placing her body directly behind her sword. Haleigh took a deep breath and held it as she flapped her wings. The weak powered Gust wasn't able to do anything more than keep the powder that was drifting towards her from the Rosebreast at bay. She stopped fanning her wings and rushed forward, thrusting her spear forward as she came within range.
Rose leaped forward into the thrust. Keeping the blade close to her body she used the blade of mangled wood and thorns to parry the thrust. Her Thorn Cutlass was held in one hand in an underhand grip. By punching forward she slid the blade down along the shaft of the spear. Before the blade could come to rest at the Dracona's throat Rose lost sight of her opponent.
Haleigh panicked when she saw the mangled blade slide down along the shaft of her spear. Reacting on instinct she ducked and rolled past the Rosebreast, dropping her weapon along the way. Because of her wings the Rosebreast went down as well.
Marcus tried to hold in his laugh while Sonja let her's out. Tail, limb, and wing. That was all that the two of them could see as Haleigh wrestled around with Rose. “That's just to funny.” Marcus knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help himself.
Haleigh let out a loud roar as her wings were sliced. She was raining down blow after blow, but the Rosebreast had used Petal Armor. It was as if she was trying to punch through a curtain of reinforced leaves. That didn't stop the Rosebreast from lashing every chance she got with her Thorn Cutlass though. Haleigh lunged forward only to be jerked to a stop. Glancing back at her fist she saw that her arm was ensnared by several thick vines.
Rose grinned when she felt the onslaught of blows stop. Her Vine Bondage had finally captured the Dracona. “Recevez le fait de foutre dans un sale état de moi.”
Haleigh blinked as she heard the fluent Noirian language spew from Rose's mouth. She got the message though as she was yanked backwards. Despite her best struggles Haleigh couldn't free herself. It felt like every time a vine snapped and she was about to get free another two would slither over her and take it's place. Haleigh roared in pain as she felt the mangled blade tear through the flesh on her body.
“Okay, okay. Enough.” Marcus quickly recalled Haleigh before she could suffer any more. “You win that round.” Marcus place the ball back on his belt. The first thing he was doing was making a Buzz-line for the 'Center. “Guess I'll let Jira play this time.” Marcus released the Blazicunt. The referee once again shouted out the match-up. Jira the Blazicunt versus Ashley the Cardian. “Hey, Jir.”
“Yes?” Jira turned around when she heard Marcus call her.
“We're 1 – 1 with the best out three of five. Go in with a flurry.” Marcus quickly gave Jira a kiss for luck.
“You know it.” Jira grinned as she hopped forward. She bounced back and forth on her legs while the Cardian seemed to pay more attention to the surrounding foliage. 'You're gonna regret not paying attention to me,' Jira thought as she rushed forward. She didn't know if it was because of the actual training, or if it was just innate abilities with her body, but she felt a lot slower than she used to be for some reason. She jumped forward, spinning backwards to her right. As she struck out with the spinning back kick Ashley ducked. Jira sailed right over the top of the Cardian. When she landed she flipped backwards into a backhand spring. Ashley had taken the moment of weakness Jira should have had landing and tried to use it to blow her up with Seed Bomb. Landing back on her feet in a crouch Jira let loose with a heavy Flamethrower. She turned her head as the Cardian tried to scramble out of the way, keeping the blaze right at the Infernal's heel.
Marcus had to admit that things were going good at the moment. Jira was doin' and excellent job of keeping the Cardian on the defensive. This was really the first official match for Jira since she was turned from a Tigress into a Torch Chick a bit over three months ago. Marcus grew a bit tense when small bright green lights started flying at Jira. Each time the light struck something it sounded like a small firecracker was set off. Several of them were incinerated before they reached, and others hit the ground around Jira. Only a few actually reached the Blazicunt, but the few that did were doing0 their job. Marcus watched as several small wounds were opened where the Bullet Seeds hit.
Jira let the stream of flames end. She tried closing the distance before the Cardian had a chance to react, but the damn girl was cleaver. While she was running she had been spreading Seed Bombs all over the floor. Since the attack was pressure sensitive it made Jira's movements akin to trying to walk around in the middle of a mine field. Jira thought about all the different moves she had, but she just wasn't used to long range fighting. If there was only some way to get closer.
Ashley grinned as she stopped moving. The Blazicunt was surrounded by Seed Bombs, and she was the only one who knew where they were. The vegetation around her began wilting as she gathered energy for her attack. The amount of energy needed for the attack took to long to build up without the use of the vegetation, which meant that the attack was only to be used for either gathering energy for Gym Matches, or for taking care of the occasional weeds. She held up both hands, making a circle out of her thumbs and forefingers.
Jira rolled out of the way, which unfortunately meant disturbing a Seed Bomb. The magical bolt of energy didn't hit her, but the explosion caused by the carefully laid trap did. Jira screamed as her shoulder was wracked in pain. Her arm hung practically lifeless at her side, a large wooden spike driven through the back of her shoulder. Grasping her shoulder Jira ran as Ashley once again started lobbing Bullet Seeds at her. “Fire Floor!” Jira glanced out of the side of her eyes at Marcus. He had shouted out the order, and it was her turn to follow it. Jira braced herself, using Bulk Up to hide behind a wall of muscles, as she used Fire Floor. The area round her erupted into flames. The scattered Seed Bombs either erupted into flaming wooden pillars, or they were turned to ash.
This wasn't the first time someone's used excessive amounts of fire in her Gym, and it wouldn't be the last. Fiona glanced to the side. Already the Elven inhabitants of the gym were arriving, watching with grief as their beloved plant life became kindling. “Be ready with the Water Spells. We don't need this inferno reaching the rest of the plants in here.”
Ashley cursed as she stepped back from the fire. The Blazicunt seemed to be recuperating faster than she liked. Ashley grinned. Everyone was the same. Use the natural weakness of Plant-Types against them. She quickly muttered a spell as a Flamethrower threatened to burn her alive. She held up a hand as she completed the spell.
Jira rolled out of the way as a torrent of water came from out of nowhere at her. “Fuckin' magic.” Jira cursed as she ran. The Cardian was sending blast after blast of water at her. Not only was it keeping Jira from going on the offensive, but it was also putting out her technique. 'Okay, now what?' Jira glanced around. Jira gathered up all of the energy she could as she ran. She stopped, ducking beneath the water spell that the Cardian let loose.
Ashley was nearly laughing to herself as the oversized Chickenlittle ran around. Because of the sudden stop Ashley's next spell completely missed her target, firing to much out in front. “Oh fu-” Ashley stopped mid-curse to quickly muster up the remnants of the spell. Instead of letting loose with a single large blast of water, Ashley was releasing it in small bursts. But this wasn't the time to be conserving energy. The Blazicunt unleashed a wall of flames, one that was racing towards her like a tidal wave. Ashley finished gathering the rest of the spell and unleashed it at the Wildfire Tsunami. The blast of water tore through the wave, dissipating the attack.
Jira smirked as the wave of fire did it's job. She'd long since canceled the Bulk Up ability, leaving her right back to where her speed was originally. She used Agility and Quick Attack in tandem. Everything in her peripheral vision was a blur as she moved.
Marcus grinned. “Sonja. Simple physics. Mass times Acceleration equals Force.” Marcus winced in imaginary pain as Jira jumped. She was spinning quickly in the air, and her legs were coated in a blazing inferno. The Cardian was still looking for her opponent, not realizing that she was right behind her. Marcus heard Fiona call out in warning, but it was to late. Jira's Blaze Kick scored a massive hit to the side of Ashley's head. The Cardian was sent flying out of the arena where she was brutally stopped by a tree. The Referee held up a flag in Marcus's direction. “Winner of this round, the Challenger's Blazicunt, Jira!”
Marcus quickly recalled Jira without a word. He might have seemed heartless in doin' so, but it was just to get her stabilized and to stop the bleeding. He'd have her ran through a Healing Cycle right after the rest of the match. Marcus quickly went over the possible options for his next challenge. Fiona had already decided on who it was going to be. An Elf Queen was already walking out towards the middle of the field. Marcus figured that the best way to do it was to go for the shock factor. He was reaching for Sasha's ball when Sonja smacked his hand away from it with her staff.
“Are you sure you wanna use her? I don't know if that spell's still active or anything.” Sonja saw the ball that he was reaching for. Marcus had an easy way of placing the balls on his belt, it was in order of seniority. That is, right after the Alpha.
“Come on, it'll be fine.” Marcus grinned wickedly. He could see it in Sonja's eyes. She was just as excited that he reached for Sasha's as much as he was just thinking about using her. Marcus had to take a second to brush Sonja's hand off his before pulling out Sasha's ball. “OKAY! LISTEN UP!”
Fiona jumped a little as the Challenger suddenly started yelling.
“I'M RELEASING MY JUGGUAR! SHE'S PURE BLACK, SO SHE LOOKS LIKE A PANTHRESS! EVERYONE TAKE A CHILL-PILL AND DON'T DO ANYTHING THAT YOU'LL LIVE TO REGRET!” Marcus released Sasha.
Sasha was doing her best not to scream in frustration as everyone else who didn't know her screamed in fear. “I. AM. NOT. A. DAMN. PANTHRESS!” Sasha broke down and screamed in frustration. This is why she wanted Shanti to make a charm that'll leave her looking like a normal Jugguar, permanently.
Fiona wasn't the only one to scream. Instinctively she moved behind Petunia. “Pétunia! Arrêtez-la maintenant!”
Petunia nodded. Her hands glowed with a sickly, pale-green light. “Per meus to order , occupo Eminor intus vestri occupo!”
Sasha really wished that this wasn't instinctive. Her body moved on it's own as she tumbled out of the way of the vines that tried to entrap her. No matter where she moved, there were always more vines there to threaten her with capture. “I TOLD YOU! I'M NOT A-” Sasha had to pause while she ducked beneath a myriad of vines intending to stop her in her tracks.
“Will you check the damn PokéDex already?” Marcus shouted at the referee. He figured that he had one. It was the only way that he could have announced the majority of the matches without him saying a word about who was who. Marcus watched as the referee scrambled with something.
Fiona watched with anxiousness as the Panthress leaped about. 'What was this tamer thinking? Thinking he could control such a dangerous girl.' “Pétunia! S'arrêter pièce de théâtre autour de et la fin son , et prise son domestiqué ainsi que pour un jour Jennies.”
“Patronne Fiona , le c'est pas une Panthress.”
Fiona looked at the referee. She had to confirm what he had said, but it was the truth. The girl might have looked like one, but the 'dex was reading her as a Jugguar. “Irritable , s'arrêter. She's pas une Panthress,” she tapped Petunia on the shoulder. Her Elf Queen nodded and stopped attacking.
“Thank you. Do you mind if we get on with the actual match now?” Marcus looked around. Everyone still seemed apprehensive, but the news that Sasha was what they said she was was starting to sink through. It was easy to see that everyone was still on edge, but now at least they weren't attacking in full force.
The Referee swallowed a dry lump in his throat. “Th-this match will between Mistress Fiona's Elf Queen Petunia, and the Challenger's..... ah..... Ju-Jugguar, Sasha.”
Sasha growled as the match started. There was some slight, and admittedly perverse, satisfaction of the severe case of the shivers to anyone in the room that was seeing her for the first time. Sasha didn't stop moving once she started running around. There was no way she could. Not only was she dodging the vines commanded by the Elf Queen, but she was also dodging the odd Magic Missile and Force Bolt every now and then. 'What the fuck is with this girl? I didn't think that an Elf Queen had this much magic in store. How in the hell did the humans manage to beat Sukebe?' Sasha turned her back and leaned forward, her back leg sliding out. Using the splits Sasha ducked beneath the cage of thorns that tried to capture her. She was helped to her feet by a Power Bolt that happened to explode the ground. The force of the blast was enough to send Sasha sprawling into the clutches of a rather thorny group of vines.
Marcus ground his teeth. Sasha was close enough to him that he was able to see that while she was strong enough rip through the vines binding her, the thorns were forcing her to pay a heavy price for doing so. While Sasha ripped the vines off of her, the vines' thorns tore gashes, gouges, and deep cuts into her body. 'She looses to much blood and she's done for,' Marcus thought as fast as he could of a way to get Sasha out of the vines without tearing her apart. “CHI BARRIER!” 'She better hurry, that Elf Queen's been muttering something since she was captured.'
Sasha's hearing easily picked up the command. Sasha took a deep breath and concentrated, ignoring the pain she was getting from the vines. She forced what Chi she had out of her body. Since her was only a fighting subtype the barrier was only enough to allow her to slip out. She heard Marcus calling out orders as she used Quick Attack to escape entrapment. Her Uppercut was fueled by not only her own strength, but the force from the Quick Attack and the additional power of her Lightning Punch.
Petunia felt like she was struck by an Amachop. He had a magical barrier surrounding her body like a flexible and mobile suit of armor, but the strike still was more than enough to send her across the field.
The Referee held up a flag in the Challenger's direction. “The round goes to the Challenger's Jugguar, Sasha!”
Fiona snapped her head in the direction of the referee. “Zay wha!”
Marcus grinned. “Il est parce que le Pétunia a marché interdit d'accès.”
Fiona shook her head in surprise. The last thing she expected was to hear the Challenger telling her that she lost because Petunia was knocked out of bounds. “Eez zis true?” The referee didn't respond, he simply nodded his head in reply. “Phoo,” Fiona recalled Petunia. There wasn't any need to bring out Allie, the match was already over. She presented the Blossom Badge once the referee was finished announcing the winner of the match.
Marcus grinned as he accepted the badge. “Smell ya later.” Marcus turned and started jogging, Sonja right on his heels. Marcus's pace didn't slow until he reached the 'Center. “Need these everyone healed up please.” Marcus grabbed Sonja's pokéball from his belt and recalled the energetic Wukong. Marcus shrank the ball back down and placed it on the tray with the rest of his harem.
Marcus fell onto a couch in the waiting room. His body was just starting to relax when his Pokédex started vibrating in his cargo pocket. Sighing Marcus reached into the pocket and pulled out the buzzing 'dex. He felt like someone had punched him in the gut and then replaced it with lead.
Mika had sent him an S.O.S.
Active Harem:
1. Sonja – Wukong (Alpha)
2. Anahi – Wolf Queen
3. Jira – Blazicunt
4. Shanti – Enchantress
5. Haleigh – Dracona
6. Sasha – Jugguar
7. Danika – Nidogg (Non-Combat)
8. Rose – Sphinx (Non-Combat)